I am sure that I had bad dreams all night but I can't remember anything except what I was dreaming between the time I got up when Terry left for work and when I woke up at 9:00 with tears streaming down my face.

I was sitting in a diner having lunch with my Grandpa who died a couple of weeks ago. I had been there to meet friends and had spotted him at a table reading the paper. Odd thing was that it was the paper from the day he died and his obituary was in it. I went over and sat down with him and we were doing the crossword puzzle together and he was explaining some maps that were in the paper. Don't ask me why the paper had pages of maps, I have no clue. We talked about when I was little and he would take me with him to the store to get all of the supplies we would need for our camping trips. I kept remembering little details and saying really loudly "Oh you remember when....." and it went on and on like that for a long time. Each time I remembered something new I was crying more and more and seemingly out of control. I don't know if some of the things I was remembering even happened in real life. Possibly they did and I just can't remember. He just kept smiling and talking to me really calmly and he didn't understand why I was so upset. I was upset and hysterical because he was dead. He was just having lunch and reading the paper. It was all very strange and sad. I kept looking over at my friends who were watching me and they kept smiling and acting like I should just stay there with him and not to mind them.

The last two dreams I have had have taken a serious toll on me physically as well as mentally and emotionally. I really don't know what I can do about it. In fact, it may require that I go see the doctor.

Posted by gwendolyn on November 07, 2001 at 02:11 PM