My Dream

My Grandmother came to me in a dream. This morning (early...about 5:30am) I was sleeping soundly dreaming away. I was in my backyard...I know it was my home, but of course it looked a little different. Anyway, I was in the middle of my dream when I looked over and grandma was sitting with her feet up kind of reclining on the deck. It as a covered deck (hense the same but different). I went over and sat down next to her and she reached out her hand and I held her hand for a long time....until something in my dream distracted me and I moved on. She didn't say anything and she was a younger version of herself. Maybe even younger than she was when I was born. She looked like she did in pictures when she was younger.

I don't think it was random...I think she came to me....as her younger self from heaven. I think she came because she knows I've been thinking about her a lot and she wanted to let me know she's happy.

Funny thing is...I can't get myself together this today. I cried telling Lizzy about it this morning and I cried telling a co-worker about it. The whole thing has shaken me up a little.