I don’t remember exactly how long it was from the first time I dreamt of her.. it was a few months – But She visited me again.
It was another long day. Another one of those – dead tired. Physically, emotionally, mentally drained. I wasn’t any where near as emotional this time around as the first however. But my body still def. needed the sleep.
The Dream :
I was in an open plaza/courtyard type area. Cobblestone grounds lined in a circle pattern lay under my feet. With another metal pattern in the center that i couldn’t make out. I had on dress sandles and i just stared at my feet that stood on the middle “design” (for lack of better words) for a bit trying to make out what it said or what it was..
As my eyes wondered along the brick pattern of the floor, slowly I began to look up as I heard people talking and music playing in the background. To the left was a line of tables with food. drinks. desserts. To the right where chairs with people talking and eating. The sky was perfectly clear and I felt a warmth from the sun beating down on me, tho it wasn’t too hot or too bright that i needed sunglasses on. It felt like a perfect summer day. I was at a gathering of some sort and I got a sense that it was a family gathering. However, there where tons of people i did not recognize and yet I still felt at ease.. I began to wounder around a bit and then I seen HIM. My grandfather (Pap-pap from my moms side). A quick nod was all he did but not much more acknowledgment. Just as I was about to say something I see HER. My grandmother (Gma Nina from my pops side) – next to her stood a tall yet not giant, man in a black suit and white under shirt. I could not see his face.
I was a bit set aback.. And just as i was about to say something again – there stood another person I recognized along with someone else that i did not know.. I was a bit bewildered as they all stood there chatting with each other with drinks in their hand..
– Side Note –
Now – a bit of a back story here to help explain my “bewilderedness” – my grandparents from my mothers side (whom my grandmother is still alive today) and my grandparents from my fathers side (whom both are passed) where great friends before my parents even became a sole item.
They hung out and went drinking and where just plain out, friends. Now in my dream – my papap was only in it (not my grandmother from my mom side – as i said she is still with us on earth)
Now the other person I recognized that was in the dream. She is from another part of my life. I met her once. (And i rather keep her identity out of this) however – my grandparents / my personal family and friends have never met her. Have never knew her. If they where here on earth still -they would be literally worlds apart and complete strangers.
Now back to my dream –
.. there chatting with each other with drinks in their hand..
Tho my grandparents have known each other for a long time – and I could understand them talking like life long friends – here stood the other person and some one next to her – talking with the group just as if they had known each other their entire “lives” as well.. laughing, gently placing their hands on the shoulder of the other person and pointing as if they where reminiscing of stories long ago..
As I stood there, watching, trying to figure out where I was at – in steps HER to the group.. My MOTHER. She picks up conversation with the group as well and goes into this big laugh.. the laugh my family all knows .. And it hits me .. they don’t even know I’m there.
Every time I tried to get closer to them to say something, nothing would come out of my mouth.. So I walked around them. examined them. tried to listen to them and their conversation and then THAT’s WHEN IT HIT ME AGAIN.. They where not speaking english. Nor spanish or german or italian or ANY LANGUAGE I have ever heard. It was odd.. I can not even begin to explain it. I understood NONE of it – YET – they obviously understood eachother.
Music played in the background with the same language as they where speaking and my mother begins to do her little “shimmy” dance she always did…
Her appearance was not like that of when she left us. She was younger but still an adult. She was wearing a long dress. Not too fancy but a bit flowy. My grandfather was also a younger version of himself however – still an adult with just less wrinkles and not as much grey hair as he did when he left us. He had on black jeans with black cowboy boots a blue shirt and his infamous western cowboy necktie with a gem in the middle and one hand in his left pocket.
Every so often HE (my pap-pap) would glance over to where i was – as if HE sensed my presence and nod.. But never would he say anything to me or give me the sense the he “Seen” me. I remember the smells of food and the feeling of warmth – it was a gathering, a party, a get together of some sort. There where tons of people – everyone knew everyone and I FELT like I knew them as well even tho I did not recognize them. They stood there on that brick patterned circle chatting away.. And once again the light engulfed them and I slowly woke up to a sun filled room and a sense of peace.
That was the Second dream I had with her.
[to be continued]