Another dream

When I woke, I felt as if I’d had a restless night.  Then, I remembered the dream.  John wasn’t in this dream… just a good friend and co-worker of his.

In the dream I saw a person, who had been a great friend of John’s.  I’d been in contact with him quite frequently when John was sick, but I haven’t seen or heard from him for a few years.  Haven’t seen much of anybody since John died.

In the dream, I see John’s friend across a crowded event outdoors.  I see him and get a big smile on my face because it’s been years and I’m just so glad to see him.  Our eyes lock.  I make my way closer and when I’m up to him, I’m grinning from ear to ear.  I reach out to give him a hug… it’s been so long and I’m just very glad to see him.  I’m really looking forward to catching up.  Then as I reach out to hug him, he pushes me… not only away, but down.  I end up on the ground and he disappears without a glance back.

And that’s the dream.  Pushed away… rejected… no wonder I woke up feeling like I’d gotten no sleep.

About Mary K. Smith

I was widowed in July 2009, when I lost my beloved husband, John, to melanoma. Cancer SUCKS. We have a young son who was just a year old when his father died. I live on a small farm in Maryland which is home to horses, cats, and a dog. I started this blog as a way for me to heal, a way to remember my husband, and eventually I'd like to share it with our son so he can see the love that his father had for him, the love that we had for each other, what a great person his father was, and how hard his father fought to live.
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1 Response to Another dream

  1. Jayne Johnson says:

    Oh, Mary. *hugs* I am so sorry it seems as though they all just left you. I think of you guys so often. You are such a strong woman and a great example for your son.

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