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Miss Scarlett · 04-10-2010, 05:40 PM

In 1984, about 2 months after my grandmother died I had a dream about her.

Before I tell about the dream here's the background: I had been her caretaker for the last 6 weeks of her life. She and I were soulmates; I even look like her. I am her only granddaughter and we were very close. This is my Dad's mother I am talking about. He was with her when she died; I was at home. When he arrived at the hospital she was already in distress and they were working on her. She greeted my Dad by asking where I was. (When she would get in distress at home I could talk her into a calm state and it would pass. I was her anchor.) I was ravaged by guilt to the point of despair for not being there for her. She died asking for me and I wasn't there for her.

Ok, back to the dream...my grandmother was laying on the sofa in the den and died in front of me. Immediately I started CPR and was doing this for a while when she grabbed my hands, opened her eyes and said to me "Let me go. There was nothing you could do. Please let me go." When I woke up the guilt and despair were gone.

04-10-2010, 05:40 PM	#183
Miss Scarlett Infamous Member How Do You Identify?: Femme Relationship Status: . Join Date: Feb 2010 Location: . Posts: 5,530 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 4,478 Thanked 12,947 Times in 3,419 Posts Rep Power: 21474857	In 1984, about 2 months after my grandmother died I had a dream about her. Before I tell about the dream here's the background: I had been her caretaker for the last 6 weeks of her life. She and I were soulmates; I even look like her. I am her only granddaughter and we were very close. This is my Dad's mother I am talking about. He was with her when she died; I was at home. When he arrived at the hospital she was already in distress and they were working on her. She greeted my Dad by asking where I was. (When she would get in distress at home I could talk her into a calm state and it would pass. I was her anchor.) I was ravaged by guilt to the point of despair for not being there for her. She died asking for me and I wasn't there for her. Ok, back to the dream...my grandmother was laying on the sofa in the den and died in front of me. Immediately I started CPR and was doing this for a while when she grabbed my hands, opened her eyes and said to me "Let me go. There was nothing you could do. Please let me go." When I woke up the guilt and despair were gone.