Dream and Interpretation

Jillian here. Hard to believe it’s already June. I’ve been at a loss on what to blog about and started trying to find a topic since Laurie’s post since I knew I was up next. Alas, I didn’t have a thing. But last night, I had a dream I thought I’d share and see if you all agree with me on my interpretation. 

By way of setting it up, my mom had 8 brothers and 1 sister. Her sister was the 3rd oldest and Mom was the 3rd youngest. They were 14 years apart, but always very close. They traveled together often and I went with them a few times. They lived 360 miles apart for about 50 years but maintained that closeness even to the point of buying the same dress to wear to my sister’s son’s wedding. 

My aunt died two years before Mom and Mom never seemed to recover from her loss. Mom died last July and my great-nephew died in April last year. So, on to the dream.

Dream:

I was in my car parked at a restaurant and my aunt knocked on the window. I rolled it down and she said she needed a ride to the courthouse as it was my g-nephew’s court date and my mom was already there with him. 

I told her she needed to get in the back seat as my passenger seat had a bunch of junk piled on it. She got in the back and laid down. 

At the courthouse, it had been remodeled and looked nothing like I was used to. I couldn’t even see the entrance. My aunt sat up and said she’d get out there and meet me upstairs. The fourth floor. 

I said I needed to park. She got out and somehow, I was on a staircase looking for the elevator. A lady stopped me and said she had a warrant for my arrest. I asked her if she even knew my name. She gave me a different name and I said it wasn’t me. She still needed my ID and had to run it for other warrants. I was antsy by now as I figured my mom would go into meltdown if things didn’t go well for the great-nephew. 

Suddenly, I was back in my car looking for a parking space. They were all numbered and I didn’t know if they were reserved and was in a panic to get in one and into the building. Every one I tried to pull in suddenly had vines and limbs growing over it. 

I was finally able to get in one (number 85) and just as I got out of the car, far from me but close enough for me to make out the g-nephew, he came out of the building with four other young men, laughing and talking. One of them was my g-nephew’s cousin on his mom’s side who had passed a year or two before him. 

Then, I woke up. 

My interpretation:

They are all together. G-nephew hanging with his friends, Mom and sister watching over him and still thinking of me sometimes. I can’t get to them and roadblocks are in place to keep me from doing so. They are all okay.  I don’t know the significance of the fourth floor (unless they are in a 4th dimension) or the #85 parking space (unless that’s my age at my own death! 😳)

What do you think? And do you have any dreams to share about deceased family or friends?