A very important post

March 20, 2007 at 7:11 pm | Posted in dreams, family, Love | 12 Comments

My grandmother visited me in my dreams last night. She does this once in a while and I tend to view it as a welcoming sign that she is still looking over me, nearly two years after she passed away.

The dream was of a summer picnic at her house and although my father was in attendance with his wife, they chose to distance themselves and sat at a picnic table far away from the rest of our family. It all seemed very fitting at this point in my life where I am finally a part of my extended family again after years of being the black sheep and my father is fighting with everyone he has ever loved. It seems the tables have turned.

There were babies at this picnic and I rocked a little girl in my arms throughout the dream. My grandmother hugged me tight just before I woke up and told me that I would make an incredible mother someday. And then she looked at me with this all-knowing glow about her and I knew that she has been watching over us. She’s seen the rivalries that are popping up between our once close-knit family and she knows who is at fault. And yet she gleamed pure love from her sweet southern heart, just as she did while she was alive.

I guess my point is this: she will always be my angel and I have to know in my heart that when she comes to me in my dreams and tells me that she is proud of who I am, I must be doing something right. My unemployed, fish-loving, happy-in-Love self is actually still making my gram proud.

And that is worth more than all of the money in the world.

Here’s a treat for you all. It is a clip of my gram singing one of her favorite southern songs:

And you wondered where I got my character from.

And for those of you who are interested in learning more about her life, I’ll let her tell her life story:

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