I dreamt of Grandma again last night
The dream was busy, that much I know, but I dreamt that either she had called Momma, or Momma had called her, this is after Grandma had died, and I feel that Grandma was wanting to check up on something here on this earth. With the flash of memory that I have after the dream, I see a white old brick building, made of the large stone, and people are walking away from it as if they are leaving it. They're wearing coats and seem to be in their own frame of mind, how people usually are after leaving a Church service, or furneral or wedding get together. The building was right close to a street.
Grandma appeared in the dream and I believe I first saw her at her house. She could see again. She could hear. She could speak and walk. Her hair was done up nice and she was like she was oh so many years ago, before the macular eye and the osteoperosis and the hearing loss. I hugged her tight and didn't want to let her go. We talked for a long time it seemed, and then Momma was on the phone with her for a -very- long time. I remember, after talking to Grandma on the phone as well, when I had handed it back to Momma, that I needed to ask Grandma something about what it was like to die. I was afraid of the asphixiation that would happen when you stopped breathing, afraid of being aware that you weren't breathing anymore. So Momma said, "Hold on, Mom, she wants the phone again." and handed it to me. So I asked Grandma
"Was it scary to die?" To which she replied in her way,
"Yes!"
I asked her why she was afraid. She told me that two strange people came to get her and they put on her a plane.
In life, Grandma was terrified to fly, I think they even passed up the chance of living in Hawaii or something like that, because she was terrified of flying.
When she told me that, I could see her on the plane, sitting with these two strangers, who were dressed up nice, but in a 50's style of nice, and she was sitting on the plane with them.
I don't think this was a contact dream like I had with my Grandpa. I think this is just my way of handling grief for her that I don't feel in my waking world, in my dream world. I serioiusly hope this wasn't a contact dream, I don't want to be afraid when I die.
The contact dream I had with Grandpa, I dreamt that we were in this old house, and the phone rang, it was a black rotary phone, and I answered it and it was him. I had forgotten exactly his voice until I had that dream. We talked on the phone for a long time until I had the thought to let him speak to Momma, who missed him. He spoke to all of us on the phone (Me, Momma and Daddy) and I asked for the phone back when Momma was done, and he was getting tired, I could tell when he got tired, the connection would get all staticky and what not. I asked him right quick, before we hung up, if animals went to Heaven. He told me, "God set aside a special place in Heaven for animals."
That made me feel better hearing that.
Grandma appeared in the dream and I believe I first saw her at her house. She could see again. She could hear. She could speak and walk. Her hair was done up nice and she was like she was oh so many years ago, before the macular eye and the osteoperosis and the hearing loss. I hugged her tight and didn't want to let her go. We talked for a long time it seemed, and then Momma was on the phone with her for a -very- long time. I remember, after talking to Grandma on the phone as well, when I had handed it back to Momma, that I needed to ask Grandma something about what it was like to die. I was afraid of the asphixiation that would happen when you stopped breathing, afraid of being aware that you weren't breathing anymore. So Momma said, "Hold on, Mom, she wants the phone again." and handed it to me. So I asked Grandma
"Was it scary to die?" To which she replied in her way,
"Yes!"
I asked her why she was afraid. She told me that two strange people came to get her and they put on her a plane.
In life, Grandma was terrified to fly, I think they even passed up the chance of living in Hawaii or something like that, because she was terrified of flying.
When she told me that, I could see her on the plane, sitting with these two strangers, who were dressed up nice, but in a 50's style of nice, and she was sitting on the plane with them.
I don't think this was a contact dream like I had with my Grandpa. I think this is just my way of handling grief for her that I don't feel in my waking world, in my dream world. I serioiusly hope this wasn't a contact dream, I don't want to be afraid when I die.
The contact dream I had with Grandpa, I dreamt that we were in this old house, and the phone rang, it was a black rotary phone, and I answered it and it was him. I had forgotten exactly his voice until I had that dream. We talked on the phone for a long time until I had the thought to let him speak to Momma, who missed him. He spoke to all of us on the phone (Me, Momma and Daddy) and I asked for the phone back when Momma was done, and he was getting tired, I could tell when he got tired, the connection would get all staticky and what not. I asked him right quick, before we hung up, if animals went to Heaven. He told me, "God set aside a special place in Heaven for animals."
That made me feel better hearing that.
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