Last night I dreamed about my grandmother. This isn’t unusual, but it has been becoming rarer as time goes on. It makes me a little sad because it’s only been a little over a year since she passed away and I feel like my subconscious is forgetting her.
Anyway, when I was growing up my grandmother had a store and eventually the store moved locations and after many successful years she closed the shop to ‘retire’. By buying another store. In my dream we were in her original shop in it’s original location and we were busy stocking and selling and rearranging the store so it would flow better. Half way through the day, my grandmother showed up and everyone was so happy to see her because she’d been away for a while because she’d been ill. The rest of the day was her being her… full of life and charismatic and selling more than all of us combined. At the end of the day she went down to her car and I was following her, I think I was putting something into the passenger side and I leaned in to say goodbye. My grandmother said very gaily “OK, bye-bye, love you!”
I woke up and felt so peaceful, it was like she finally said good-bye to me. Part of it was that she said she loved me, that isn’t something that my family says a lot. We all know that the feeling is there, but it is rarely vocalized. I didn’t realize that I missed that or even needed that kind of closure. The day she passed away I guess she asked about me and my mom told her that I would be there tomorrow (which was true, we were planning to go home to visit) and we would have lunch together. I guess that bit of open-ended-ness has stuck with my subconscious and I needed to wrap it up. Like I said, I was very happy and peaceful when I woke up but when I told my husband the dream I began to tear up.
The whole thing has left me feeling emotionally overwhelmed and yet I still have the bit of peace from it. I don’t know if this was me finally letting go of her or if this was a message from the divine or my own subconscious. Wherever it originated, I’m glad of it.
