Creepy Dream
Ever had those dreams where you're really awake, but barely? This morning around 5 AM I had a dream that my 15 year old, Erik was mildly paralyzed so that we had to grab him from behind and support him as he walked from place to place.It was so sad. He had to stay in a wheelchair while everyone else was having fun. I cried in my "sleep" thinking about how he had his whole life ahead of him, how he'd have trouble finding a wife, etc. I told Erik this morning to be careful skateboarding and swimming, etc. Plus I recounted the horrible dream. Oddly enough, he had a terrible dream too. (Both of us rarely have disturbing dreams.) He dreamt that he got cut badly so that there was a 4 iinch swatch of skin missing around his entire torso and he was bleeding from his mouth and nose. A few minutes later, he and Sean went out to skateboard in front of the house. After 30 minutes or so, they came in and asked "What do you want? It's too early to start homeschool." I asked them what the heck they were talking about, because I didn't tell them to come in. They insisted that I called out to them "Come on boys. Get into the house right away." But I had just been perusing my email, watching them from my study window. I told them it WASN'T me. Then Erik and I realized whose voice it was-my younger sister Denise, who recently died. Her voice is so similar. She must have been sending messages to me in the early morning hours as a warning. But, thick-headed as I am, I ignored her. So it's like "If ya want something done right, ya gotta do it yourself." She had to tell Erik to stop skateboarding and come in. I truly believe she prevented some horrible accident this morning. Michelle, my 18 year old, quietly thanked Denise as she went upstairs to her bedroom and within seconds saw a bluish apparition at the top of the stairs. Isn't that weird or what? I mean, kinda makes goose bumps!