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Last night, I had a dream that I was at my parents' house and my cell phone rang. It was Bob. He said "What's goin' on?" and I started freaking out, saying he was dead. He said "What? I've been out in the woods camping for a week" and I was saying no, that I'd gone to the funeral, seen his body in the coffin and everything. When he called I was standing in my parents' kitchen, but as we were talking I was scrambling out the door and onto the porch to get better reception. The reception started to go and I realized that I didn't want to miss what was likely my last and only chance. I started screaming "Bob! Can you hear me? Bob! I love you! I LOVE YOU!" but all I could hear was static.

My Grandmother died a little less than an hour ago.


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Feb. 15th, 2004 06:18 am (UTC)
I'm just logging off & going to bed at 6:14 which means no brain cells & an urge to be witty...I'll spare us both.

I'd sit by you cuz you'd be cool enough to walk slow with me\\g'night
Feb. 15th, 2004 06:21 am (UTC)
Call me later, if you want to talk.
Feb. 15th, 2004 06:42 am (UTC)
Sorry to hear about your grandmother Hope.

But what I am really writing a response to is your conversation with Bob. For years when Mike Groteke appeared in my dreams I always had conversations about how he had faked his death to get out of paying Antioch and to get out of his marriage. Hell I even swear I saw him in my bedroom more than once (needless to say this freaked Emily out) In these dream conversations he always brushed off the subject of death, funerals etc and wanted to talk about other stuff. I'm guessing it's just the sub-conscious mind's way of trying to deal with the sorrow and loss by telling us what we want to hear, that it was all faked and our friend is still really alive. It wasn't until a few years ago that in my dreams he finally said "Yeah, I know, I'm dead."

I do kinda wonder if there are ghosts, could they talk to us via our dreams? Seems like the perfect ghost 'instant messaging' medium, no one could ever prove anything and no one else but the intended recipient could see them... heck they probably wouldn't directly remember the specifics of the dream. Anyways, enough Jon Edwards from me.

While it's almost certainly a futile offer, if there is anything I can do to help you Hope, just ask.

Hugs -Matt
Feb. 15th, 2004 08:58 am (UTC)
Re: Response
For what it's worth, Mike Groteke knew he was dead when he visited me. Our conversation began much the same as yours - with me saying "you're dead" - but his reply was "Yeah, I know," and I was like "Oh, OK," and then we had a nice chat.
Feb. 15th, 2004 12:35 pm (UTC)
Re: Response
Hope, I am so sorry to hear about your grandmother. I love my grandmother to pieces and I can't bear to think of her dying so my heart goes out to you.

Weird dream. I had a dream about a month after a close friend of mine died (was murdered) and I was in this pub/bar in this strange city when this friend came and sat down with me. We talked about things that only she knew the answers to and she talked about one particular woman that attended her funeral and how false that was because she hated this woman. I remember being really upset and asking her why she died and she said that she didn't know but she was so angry because she had so much more she wanted to do. I remember she gave me a hug and said that I was always true to who I was. I still miss her.
Interestingly enough, I found out years later the woman she hated did in fact attend her funeral so maybe there is something in dreams after all.
Feb. 15th, 2004 10:39 am (UTC)
I'm sorrh about your grandmother. My thoughts are with you
Feb. 15th, 2004 11:35 am (UTC)
I'm sorry about everything you've gone through lately, girl. I know I can't really help, but just know that even though I don't really know you I still care!
Feb. 15th, 2004 03:04 pm (UTC)
I know I'm not much help...
being as far away as I am, but ping me when next you see me online and we'll chat if you want. I'm sorry, too, to hear about your grandmother. Life's not really giving you much of a break these days.

I'm thinking of you.
Feb. 15th, 2004 05:05 pm (UTC)
Deepes condolences to you and your family. You're in my thoughts and prayers.

Email me your parent's address, so I can send a card.

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