Grandma

Date: 12/5/2016

Since my Grandma's death I haven't dreamt much of her. In my family we believe that to dream of a deceased family member is in fact a visitation from the after life, heaven or whatever you call the life beyond this existence. It started out with the scenery of my Grandma's lake house, it was winter there the snow was falling, my perception of the place was more bold more heightened things here looked more real then things in actual life now. I wanted to go see my Grandma I was with my sister she tried to keep me back but I said it's ok I want to see Grandma now and so like most of my dreams I have I jumped up and started to fly to her house through the little path she had through the woods. My speed was slow, slower than most times I've flown like going through muddy water I finally reached my grandmas house and could see her. She yelled up to me "hi Benjamin". I for some reason couldn't land she was with people Ididn't recognize they were polite but I got the feeling I was somewhere I shouldn't be at this time. My mom came to appear talking to me I was arguing saying I wanted to stay with my Grandma, but everyone's argument was I couldn't , during this time colours of,l sunset came to be grandma was no longer around, I was going slipping back to where ever it was again that I was suppose to be, I couldn't remember where I was from or belonged. Darkness came then poof I'm waking in my bed. Saddened by my dream trying to make sense of what happened and why it was so difficult to see my grandma. Every dream I have of her which has only been two I am flying above I'm never on her level or eye to eye with her, and always all around is her smell.