I would like to share my dream that I had last week, as it has made me believe even more that dreams are more than just dreams.
Last week I had a dream where my Grandad was in a hospital bed and he was surrounded by lots of people, including me. I felt as if I was floating in the corner of the room, near the ceiling, while the other people were gathered close around his bed. Next, in the dream, I had known he had passed and I was comforting my crying Mum (she's her daughter).
Unbelievably, the next day Mum emailed me (I live in a different country) to tell me that Grandad had been admitted to hospital with dehydration and low blood oxygen. He has severe dementia and apparently most sufferers actually die of an infection like pneumonia. Anyway, the antibiotics had no effect and he kept ripping his oxygen mask off. The doctor said that he will pass, in a matter of days or maybe a little longer. Right now they are keeping him comfortable on pain meds and so far he has not improved at all. He's basically sleeping 24/7 because of the morphine.
I couldn't really believe that I was warned ahead of time in a dream about this happening.
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