So tuesday I had a particularly vivid dream.
I was in the auditorium at my elementary, which has since been torn down, and was watching a pageant type performance. I was in the audience watching myself in 6th grade singing and dancing on stage. When I looked to my left my grandfather, Papa, was sitting next to me. He died when I was in sixth grade. He looked exactly like he did before he got sick. I was very surprised to say the least. Then he turned and looked at me and said something, but it was mumbled and I couldn't understand what he was saying.
Then my husband woke me up for work.
So I guess I'm wondering if this was really Papa, or just an odd dream. But it was so vivid I'm also wondering if maybe theirs some symbolism that I missed.
~ Midnight Moon ~
~ for pagans, wiccans and witches ~
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