Almost a week before my grandmother died, I dream about her. In my dream (I forgot the other details but I can still cite few things I remember) I was in a certain place, where there were lots of people - a mixture of acquaintances and some I don't even know. They were all talking to each other, in different manners, in every corner they were, words I have never even understood.
A part of the dream took me to a certain place where my grandmother was lying down on the bed. My sister sat beside her. All I can remember was me, hugging her, telling her how much I love her and how much I'm gonna miss her. After that, I woke up crying.
June 25, 2008. Two days ago. After all was said and done, and I've been waiting for her to visit me in my dreams again (superstition say that departed love ones reach out and communicate to the living through their subconscious thoughts - and I believe in that!), and yes, finally she did visit me.
The night before I slept, my mind was in total chaos due to the thesis requirements that need to be well-thought of and done as soon as possible. I prayed to God and asked for my Lolo & Lola's intervention to give me strength to make it through this challenge as well as peace of mind.
In the dream, I was in a mall (similar to the Mall of Asia, but very different). It was like a round centerstage, like an open field; stores and other facilities and outlets are surrounding it. There was an ongoing fashion show at the 1st level and I was watching from the side railing of the 2nd level. The fashion show had this 'under the sea' theme.I can even remember the runway being soaked in water, like a long river gushing through the ramp. The towering gorgeous models walk simultaneously after another, wearing Crocs-like shoes but with high heels and enormous fish tails or flaps or whatever.
Afterwards, I realized that mom was beside me, talking to some people. She and the rest of the people there were wearing red shirts altogether for a reason I didn't know. Later on I walked away, observed the place, walked around. From a far, I saw an old man. Is that lolo? I thought. The outfit, the mannerism, the stance - that's him! But I was hesitant whether I would approach him or not, thinking if it was really him or it was just a mistake. So I didn't bother.
I continued walking around, until I reached a part of the place where there was not a single person ogling. Suddenly, someone tapped my back and I looked over my shoulder. There stood my lola stood behind me. "ERIK!" She hugged me. "Why don't you tour me around this place?" She said enthusiastically. We both walked together, wandered around and enjoyed each other's company. When we both became very tired, we found a bench and she sat there as I laid my head on her lap. "Why don't you rest on me for a while? Don't woryy, it's ok." She caressed my head. I was very happy at that time. Then I remembered something, "By the way, lola! I saw lolo a while ago. He was there talking with another man. But I'm now sure if it's really him." "That man is not your lolo... He just looked like him." She assured me.
In a few minutes, I dozed off. When I woke up, my lola was gone. I stood up and looked for her but I couldn't see her around anymore. Afterwards, my mom saw me and came to me. "I saw lola! She's here a while ago." Before my mom could even speak, ASTOUNDINGLY.... Former THE BUZZ host KRIS AQUINO butt in and interviewed me about my meeting with lola. I freaked out on her every question and words.
And that's the end of my dream.
From the look of it, my grandmother and even my grandfather did tell me to be strong by showing up in a dream and implying that message to me. After that, I had myself collected and I felt stronger and motivated to face the following challenges. I'm gonna miss my old folks! But I'm gonna make them really proud when I succeed.
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