Really it was a nightmare. I dreamed that my younger two boys were little boys again (they are 22 & 24 now). We were walking in a cemetery with my husband, and there were men moving bodies. They were in body bags that had been vaccuum sealed so you could see the complete shape and outline of the bodies. They were in various poses, children with their legs crossed, People with arms crossed, it was creepy.
I reached for my boys to comfort them and keep them close, but neither wanted me to comfort them. Then I realized my aunt was buried there, and I didn't even know she had died. (She's still alive.) It was a horrible dream, and I woke up feeling so sad.
What do you think?
Answer by fiatpax at 6:31 PM on Oct. 28, 2013
Answer by Ballad at 7:25 PM on Oct. 27, 2013