Date: 10/7/2023
By Alex_7298
It’s Christmas time and Valentina Gali brings a lot of suitcases and luggages to my grandma M’s. She just dumps them in the basement. They are super heavy and colorful and grandma can’t say no. They’re full of clothes she doesn’t wear anymore. I get super mad!!! Super mad!! I tell them to get them the f out of my grandma’s house because she and uncle live there and the situation isn’t easy, she can’t add that to her list of things to take care of!! I finally manage to have the luggage out. I’m livid. On Christmas Day it’s like my brother and I are there, but by the time it’s late evening we realize we haven’t wished our aunty Merry Christmas, so we call her. She says she’s in NYC with Seba and al. Then it means grandma and uncle have spent Christmas totally alone (it doesn’t add up since I’m there, but it’s like they’re not). I feel so bad for not checking in… I find myself at a large rectangular table for a meal with other persons. My uncle is sitting almost opposite me, a little further to the right. Next to him on the right (his left) sits a young woman with long brown hair. She’s not from the family. I’m telling everyone what happened with the suitcases etc and the vibes are very sad. I feel like crying and so does my uncle. When I explain the reasons why my grandma couldn’t take care of those suitcases, he adds that “a handicapped friend lives there too”. So he’s basically there with me at the table, and talking about himself. last thing I know is I’m in America somewhere, walking down impressive marble stairs leading to someone’s apartment. A bunch of people are with me, but I couldn’t tell who. I’m just fascinated by the smoothness of the steps which can be slippery and by the colorful designs and patterns on each. This dream was so profound. I miss them daily.