My Dream

I had a dream about my dad for the first time in years. He's been gone for six years. I've not thought about him for awhile. I feel bad about that. It's still weird to think that my dad and brother have been gone for 5 and 6 years this July.

My dream was awesome. I went over to my parents' house and he was helping me pack some things. As I approached the house I could see Lake Mendota in the background. They had a lake front house. I started emptying out a dresser that I wanted. It was in my mom's scrapbooking room so I had to take her scrapbooking stuff out of it. I looked out the window that was facing the backyard and the lake was right up to the window. I cracked the window up a little bit and stuck my fingers in it. My fingers made a tiny ripple in the water. the water was so calm and blue. I turned around and my dad looked kind of somber. I asked him if he missed Wisconsin. He started crying. I asked him why he doesn't just go back up there. He shrugged in response. Then he asked me if I was going somewhere with my boyfriend. I told him that I was going with Ray and that he wasn't my boyfriend at all! And there were times that I would catch glimpses of Heath in the corner of my eye bringing in more boxes. I remember wanting my mom to come home to see dad. In my dream, I thought about calling my mom at work and ask her to come home.

There are many interpretations that I thought about. I thought that maybe my dad and I were in reversed roles. Such as my dad was me asking me about Wisconsin and moving back up there. If that made sense? A lady at school suggested that dreams were thoughts of the day. Like I was thinking about missing Wisconsin and wanting to move back up there so badly. I know that it was a dream to let me know that my dad and my brother are looking after me. It was nice to see them again even though it was only a dream.