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Perhaps this topic is a bit off for most of us who think about dreams as being objectives for the future, a host of still unresolved ambitions to accomplish before the final curtain.
No, I'm writing, spontaneously, about dreams that occur in the dead of night. The intense ones that occur a few hours before awakening that seem to tap into the deepest areas of our psyche, the area that stirs up the visions that haunt us during the day. These dreams seem to connect us with those issues that seek resolution.
This dream occured a few nights ago that made me determined that I must take some action for a solution.
In my dream, I was walking home from work to the home that I grew up in. My mother was elderly, supposedly returning home from one her many surgeries, most likely a knee or hip replacement. I decided to stop by to see how she was doing. This is silly since I was always there for her during her times of need.
Anyway, I saw her walking in the yard using a walker, but she was very weak, but suprised to see me. I moved her into a stroller, not a wheelchair, to take her for a walk thinking that she would like to get out of the house. We started entering some stores, buying some food and small things for her. However, she was starting to become very weak and tired telling me that she wanted to go home. Somehow, looking down at her, she started to shrink in size. Suddenly, I was pushing a buggy with her in it, curled up in a fetal position. It really started to worry me, wondering how she'll ever be able to care for herself being alone. When we reached her home, I lifted her from the buggy, attempted to put her on the ground, but then she fell to her knees. My immediate thought was what was I going to do, how could I help her when she was in this state of such helplessness.
And then I woke up. While still in the maze of a dream, I wondered what I was going to do to help her. Then, as the haze lifted, I realized that she had passed away 3 years ago, and I actually felt relieved.
The indication of this dream is one that demands attention. My husband and I are both 64 years old, but we haven't yet come to an agreement on making a will, or a trust fund that will benefit our married 40 year old daughter who lives about 800 miles away from us who is recently married with a year old son, or the decision to eventually sell our 3 flat inorder to move into less complicated senior type of housing,
It's a struggle with my husband that I'm trying to reslove, but it seems that I'm the only practical one with any solutions knowing that we can't depend on our daughter to care for us in our old age. It's about planning for the future that I can't seem to get to him because of his stubborness, but somethiing that makes this dream become a reality.