A couple of days ago Dixie had this post about her father-in-law. Tuesday night I had a dream about my father-in-law. It was one of those dreams that when you think about it you almost have to remind yourself it was just a dream.
In my dream I was sitting in the family room and Trevor walked and very calmly asked me if anyone had called.
“No,” I said.
“Well, my mom just called and left a message. My dad died.” He replied very nonchalantly.
I dropped the laundry I was folding and immediately began to cry and went to him and put my arms around him.
He just looked at me and asked me why I was crying.
Okay in my dreams Trevor is usually very cold and unfeeling so the fact that he didn’t react to his dads death should be no surprise.
The next morning after my dream I went for breakfast with my mom. I was sitting there eating and had forgotten about my dream and then all of a sudden I had a flash of my mother-in-law pass through my mind. For a split second I remembered my dream and panicked. Then I had to tell myself it was just a dream.
Later I would remember Dixie’s post and thought that perhaps that was why I was dreaming of Trev’s dad. Or perhaps I was dreaming about him because his birthday is coming up in a few weeks. I don’t know.
Then this morning after I got the news about my sister Leslie’s father-in-law passing away I began to think how strange it was that my dream had just become her reality.
So now I am wondering, do you think dreams really mean something?
