Category: Bonnie

My dad comes to visit. I have homework I have to do. I tell my dad that I don’t want to have to do all of it later. I do some of it. He is tired and needs to rest.

We go in the car. I am driving. I cannot remember where I booked a place for Dad to stay. We pull into an area where there are two RV’s parked, while I try to figure it out. A man comes and says we can’t park there. We drive some more.

Now we are in a large garage. There is a mechanic working on an old, large car. There are two parked motorcycles on the car’s right. I don’t think I can drive through them to get through and out of the garage. A man directs me. Then a guy drives off on the motorcycle to the far right. I follow him. He and then I go through the garage door. It automatically opens when we get close.

Next we are at this large complex with lots of people. We are on foot. Somehow we get separated. I go up on an escalator and Dad takes the one going down. There are lots of people on the elevators. A woman wants to give me these thin, plastic “sticks” and I say no. I get off on the top floor. There are rooms with different catagories of things. (I can’t remember what they were when I awoke). I worried about Dad and finding him.

Feeling: overwhelmed

I worked this dream with Susan and Bryn. Here is what I wrote: My father has come to visit-my “familiar” male. At the end of my dad’s life, I did take the lead. He lived eight days after his stroke. I think this dream has to do with what I am going through with Paul. I am relying on that same energy I had with my dad before his death. Finding a place for Dad/Paul is something in the future in waking life. Not remembering where I booked a place maybe has to do with not knowing where this will be. The man says I cannot park where two RV’s are parked is saying this is not a “fun” time or a carefree way to look at this. The garage-fixing an old car. Car=Paul? Two motorcycles parked with a narrow way through. Motorcycles are individual ways of going through life. They could represent Paul and I. A male energy shows me the way through and out of the garage. At the mall (being malled?) with lots of people(overwhelming). The woman with the straws could represent how Paul will become-low cognitive. I am resisting this. Dad goes down the escalator=Paul’s decent into Dementia? I go up. The three rooms with organized categories could represent having things arranged for both of us in the future.

Paul and I are watching someone’s little boy who is about one years old. It could be our grandson. There is a pool that is very deep. He crawls into the pool and goes down to the bottom. I have a blue bathing suit on and my glasses. ( or maybe contacts). I dive and swim down to the bottom (9-10 feet). The water is not very clear and it is hard to see. I rescue the boy.

A little while later, I sit next to Paul and ask where is the little boy. Paul is sitting on a bleachers. He doesn’t know. I panic and start looking for him. I get others to look as well. I worry that he got back into the water.

I am at a woman’s house with lots of other women. We eat. I help clean up. There are lots of crumbs on a long table with a table cloth. It is difficult to get all the crumbs off. A mean woman comes to give the owner of the house something. The three women still there say she is gone (they don’t trust the woman). There is a man who was at the house and tried to leave. I ask him how deep the water that is on one side of the house is. He points to his upper chest. I try to leave and the water is up to my neck. I go back to the house and go another way.

Feelings: happy when all of us women are eating, a bit frustrated trying to get the crumbs off of the table cloth, and nervous when the mean woman comes.