This is my first blog post here, so congradulations! *confetti shoot*
Anyway, I wanted to get something off of my chest that has been on my mind increasingly. It's all about a "dream" I had a few days ago. Now, it's in parenthesis because I am not so sure if it was just my subconscious playing mindgames with me, or if it is something of a higher caliber.
I had a dream about my grandmother. She and I were the only ones in this unfamiliar place. The location was actually too dark for me to see where we were, but for some reason, I knew I had never been there before. She was just staring at me, her eyes buried in some unknown sorrow. Then she told me, "I'm so small. I'm shrinking." I quickly ran over to her, and hugged her. "You're as big as you feel, Granny." I told her, trying to cheer her up. Then, she started to whimper, and everything went black. Right before I woke up, I thought I heard her whisper my name.
Creepy, right? Here's the kicker. My Granny, since February 20, has been dead.
I had been having dreams about her since I had heard the news, but they were just memories of the good times we shared. This one was different. It was gloomy, and she seemed rather burnt out. She wasn't happy, as she was in my previous dreams. This is what struck me.
I'm not for sure if it was a true vision from her or not. I'd like some help.
Blessed be.
Ravensong
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