Hopita (hopita) wrote,

lifted nearly verbatim from an email I just sent

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.
Tags: bob hemelrick, death, dreams, grandma, love

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