The previous post told about a dream that my older sister had the other night. The dream was about my father who died 20 years ago. It provoked some interesting comments.Â
My mother emailed our family the following:
I have no idea what, if anything, it means. But it is interesting to me that I have dreamed about him several times in the last couple weeks. It is good to see someone you love in a dream.
As I have mentioned , when I was a child I longed to dream about my “papa” and in recent years longed to dream about my husband. Neither one kept me from living as we have to continue on when those we love, as someone said, “outruns us to the Father’s House.”Â
Your dream about your Daddy is interesting in that I have had several very real dreams about him recently. Strange…it happened several nights in a row…no specific conversation or anything except that he is really here.  I wake up and it is so real I am putting my hands on his side of the bed and when he is not there…thinking he must already be out of bed… Then It takes me a few seconds to get back to the reality that he has been gone nearly twenty years.
My mother told us about something that happened not long after her father died. Her mother and father had been particularly close. She remembers how tender they always were with each other - how they sat on the porch swing talking each evening. Here’s what she told me:
Mama said she had hardly slept since he died and was crying one night…PAPA came back in a dream that seemed more like a vision and told her all about heaven. He told her about a beautiful hymn they were singing when he arrived in heaven. You have to know Mama was a Christian and was not the type to talk about visions. Mama told me Papa sang the hymn to her and she thought it had the most beautiful lyrics and music she had ever heard. She said she sang it over and thought, “I will never forget it”. She said Papa then put his hands on her shoudlers and told her, “Now go to sleep and get some rest,” and then disappeared. She said she went to sleep with the feel of his hands on her shoulders and got the best night’s sleep she had had since he died. When she awoke the next morning, she could not remember a word of the hymn…only remembering it was the most beautiful hymn she had ever heard.
Dreams. They’re quite a mystery.
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October 23rd, 2006 at 6:52 am
Oh Carol, this brought tears to my eyes and to Warren’s. The story of Mama Baird seemed to me to be so right. For “Papa” to come to her with a hymn seemed the most appropriate thing. I imagine they are singing that hymn together now. Thank you for sharing this wonderful family memory.
October 23rd, 2006 at 8:20 am
I know, Jane. When Mother first told me the story years ago, I knew it needed to be written down so that we would never forget such a tender story from our family. Since we both knew and loved Mama Baird, we know that the dream/vision was very real. Like Mother said, she wasn’t one to talk about supernatural things. I can just imagine her singing that hymn in heaven with Papa.
October 29th, 2006 at 1:21 am
Cotillion Colloquy…
I was reading blogs and Cotillion emails last night, simultaneously, and thought it was a perfectly good time to blog a little about the Cotillion Colloquy. ThatÂ’s how I think of it, colloquy. I mean, there is A LOT of chatter over there….
January 8th, 2007 at 8:10 pm
well i don’t knok if it’s the same of what you were dreaming about but my cousin Ryan died by a gun shot they say it was accidental but we no other wise anyways he was like my brother my mom and his mom are sisters and our dads are brothers and i never had and brothers so i was really close to him when he died i got a call and couldn’t beleive it i called my gramma and she didn’t say anything so i new it was true it still is hard to cope with he was only 20 years old it’s going to be a year in March and it’s still hard to think about it without crying for him he left behind a son that was not even 1 yet and in my dream the first one since he passed was hard just hearing his voice so clearly broke my heart it was like he was right there beside me I had a dream like this last year about my gramma that she was in her sick bed and was not doing so well and the next day I called her and asked her if anything was wrong with her and she said that she just found out thats he has cancer and she has to go for Kemo so I feel like my dreams are visions having this one of Ryan made me think that he was trying to talk to me I was always there for him even when his parents seperated I always felt like I should take care of him so I would always tell him to come and sleep over everynight before bedtime I was sacerd to of staying home alone so he always found that amusing in this dream it was in my gramma and grampa’s old store i heard a baby crying so when i looked over it was his son riley he was pointing at something screaming crying when i looked it was his dad his eye’s were bloodshot red and he couldn’t hold riley because he was dead but he looked right in my eye’s and said Lisa tell my son that I love him(Awww)then he said what went wrong and he went away and I woke up and i was screaming crying because i never tought i would ever hear his voice again and it was so clear that it felt so real and i no this is weird but to me i felt like he was telling me something to tell his son i show riley his picture everytime i’m with him so he knows who his dad is but i don’t want to tell anyone but my gramma because i told her my last dream anyway’s what do you think of my dream??? Melissa(confused):(
August 13th, 2008 at 6:44 pm
I had been a bit depressed missing my gran who died 11mths earlier.we were very close and she had cancer but hung on to see my baby girl arrive and lost her battle 6 wks later. I had a dream where i went to visit her at home n she was as real as anything it felt good to be there in her house again and i felt lots better after waking the next day.maybe your loved ones do come back in your dreams.