really freaking sad dream, ugh

Date: 3/12/2017

I didn't remember any dreams from last night until I did what I do to unearth them, and then wished I'd just left it alone. It was a post-apocalyptic sort of scene in which my parents' huge estate was crumbling and we were living out in the dead and muddy side yard. I took it on myself to try to take care of everyone, making sure there was enough food, designating tasks, etc. My grandad slipped and fell on a rock, shattering the back of his skull. I told the others not to look and held his head with one hand and him with the other. He said something to the effect that he was dying and I said I know, it's ok though, it's ok to die and I loved him. He said he loved me too and was shaking and he died. I put a blanket on him and went around making sure everyone else was ok.