I had a dream last night that kind of frightens me. I saw my maternal grandmother in the dream, and I can't recall ever having seen her in a dream before.
In the dream my dad and I were driving in a car along a road near the town where he and my mother were born and raised, and where my grandmother always lived. I saw my grandmother walking by the side of the road. She was headed in the same direction as my dad and I were driving, so I didn't see her face, but I knew it was my grandmother in the way you know these things in a dream. Besides, she was wearing the sort of house dress that my grandmother always wore. Oddly, she also had a wreath of daisies on her head.
My dad was doing the driving, and I told him to stop the car, and I would get out so that my grandmother could ride with him, and I would walk the rest of the way into town. So this is what we did. My dad stopped the car, and I got out, and my grandmother got in. And that's about all I can remember. I don't remember seeing them drive off.
Why does this dream frighten me? Well, at some time before my mother died, she told me that back in 1992, when my dad was recovering from his open-heart surgery, my mother had seen my grandmother and my uncle, my mother's oldest brother, approaching the bed my mother and father shared. Mother told me that she "knew" they were coming for my dad, and so Mother said to them, "It's not his time, yet." and they went away.
So, was my grandmother coming for my father again? By getting out of the car so that she could get in with my dad, have I let her "take" him?
Incidentally, my grandmother died the day after Christmas 1980, and my uncle died in the early-mid 1970s; I forget the actual date, but it was while I was in high school.
I think I'm going to have give my dad a call, because the more I think about this, the more upset I'm making myself. And I'm not making any of this up.
