I remember this dream.
I was at my grandma's house
I went up the 6 stairs and into the bedroom
Then back down those 6 stairs
And down 5 more stairs into the basement.
I open the door and there sits my grandmother.
She tells me
"Come here my child, and tell me everything."
So I sat on her lap
And curled into a ball.
Telling her everything.
From the girl I liked
And the family issues.
I told her I was sorry I never cried at her wake
Or when I heard she died that fall afternoon.
I asked her to let Rose know I still think of her.
She kissed the top of my head
I woke up from my dream.
Curled in the same position as I was on her lap.
Questions ran through my mind.
Was she really here?
Is she trying to send a message to me?
Why did she come visit me.
I had this void in my chest afterwards.
I think about this dream every now and then.
I pray to her to come visit again.
Let me curl up in her lap
And tell me everything is going to be fine.
