Date: 11/20/2016
By caitlynmarie3
This dream was so weirdly specific and the plot line was realistic enough that it frightened me and made me so upset. I dreamt that I was much older, in my late 40's or early 50's. As background, I'm a white, female, sophomore in college. I've been having recurring dreams about me being a mother. I had two sons. Their names were Landon and Jacob, and both of them were in their late teens. Landon was mixed (in that his father must have been black) and was the record breaking captain of his high school's swim team. Jacob was white, with blond hair, and played the guitar in his spare time. I made a note of the fact that in my dream, Landon was my biological son, whereas Jacob was adopted after being in the foster care system. What's weird is that I have seen Jacob in a previous dream of mine. One other dream where I was his mother, and he was struggling with some emotions he was having. I spent that dream comforting him and listening to him. At that time, I never even knew what was upsetting him in the dream. He didn't even have a name. Overall, this dream was pretty domestic.. I still had no husband or SO, and I was a single mother to two teenage boys. At some point in the dream, both of my sons told me they were going to a party. Jacob was going to spend the night, and Landon would drive home late. I told them that was fine, as long as they were safe. I hugged them goodbye, told them I loved them, and saw them out the door. The the middle of the night (in dream, I mean) I got a phone call that the boys were in an accident. Landon was killed, and Jacob was in the hospital in critical condition. I hurried to the hospital, only for Jacob to pass away shortly after seeing him. What happened in the accident, I'm not sure. But the dream was so casual and domestic and overtly normal until that point...It took a sudden turn for the worst. I woke up wanting to cry, but my sons were never real in the first place...