Dreams - what do they tell us?

Wednesday after a day of unpacking and finding places for the food in the fridge I just kind of relaxed and let my body catch up to my mind.

Went to bed at about 10 PM and it seemed that I started dreaming almost immediately even though I know that was not the case.

My handsome husband in 1980

A little background info to begin with.  Before I left on my journey I had several nights that I had dreams I didn't remember, yet seemed to have the feeling that Les was telling me all the things I needed to do or remember before I left.  Didn't have the feeling that he didn't want me to go just that he wanted to make sure I was ready to leave and have a safe trip.  I didn't dream at all while I was gone but did a few things he would have liked to do while I was gone.

On Wed the dream was very vivid and I remembered everything that happened.  I don't know where we were, but he was dressed in bright blue scrubs, was young like he was when I met him and seemed much taller.  We spent a lot of time talking although I don't remember the specifics of the conversation, but it was a very loving conversation.  We sat on a bench with his arms around me during this time.  I had this feeling of being safe in his arms and having this calm around me.

Can it be that he was welcoming me home?  Is he here still?  How do I feel about this?  Kind of freaked out wondering if he has not been able to pass through the door to the other side.  A couple of times right after he passed away I have heard someone walking the hall in the house and I have felt him put his arms around me so maybe he is still here with me.  I do feel comfortable with him being here and I have the feeling he will leave when I don't need to feel him close anymore although I can't imagine that day coming anytime soon.  I just wonder why I didn't feel him with me when I was traveling. 

I talked to my grief counselor on Thursday about it and she said she would not discount this as she had heard many similar stories over the years.  

Until next time..................

The ride home!

Tuesday I decided it was time to come home about 10 AM so packed up the camper and hooked up by 1PM hit the road.  Well my copilot promptly fell asleep so I was on my own for awhile.  To keep from getting bored I decided to start taking picture of the clouds.  It was rather easy, but had to keep an eye on the road so most of them are straight ahead of the truck.  The new camera was easy to handle and snap pictures while I was driving, but really did not concentrate of picture taking and trying to drive 65 miles an hour so they are just random.

Looking rather angry.

A spot of blue sky. Yea!

Mellow clouds.

Back to dark and angry.

As close as I got to Atlantic City.  Money safe in the bank.

Lightening up ab bit.

Massachusetts how sweet the sound.  Home just around the corner.

We were very lucky in that the rain either crossed our path before we got there or after we had gone through.  We had one spell of rain, but more a heavy shower than a down pour. 

Because of recent flooding in the town I live in I chose to spend the night camping in my friends yard rather than go the last 25 miles in the dark not knowing what kind of shape the road was in.  On Wednesday morning we made the final trek to the house.  Road was not great but passable with care so we arrived safe and sound.  Spent the rest of the day unpacking the camper and getting things put away.

Wednesday night dreams to follow in another post.  Freaked me out I can tell ya.

Until next time.........