my great grandfather is my favorite person in the world... in fact, i had a dream the other night,
i was standing there alone, and slowly things started to make sense to me... i was at my papas. everything was covered in all different colors of roses... it was beautiful, the most perfect thing ive ever seen. there were rows of seats... white lawn chairs. and i started noticing people i love in those chairs. mom and dad, gail and her kids. my brother and sister were standing in the front, looking all grown up. Ashley had on a beautiful cream colored dress, with groups of roses strategically places in her upper right torso to her left ankle. it was beautiful. Michael was on the other side of the aisle--and as i thought this i noticed that there really was an isle--with a cream colored tux on, but no jacket. he had one red rose over his heart. (i believe that means that your mother is alive, does it not? cause if it doesnt... something was a little wrong... white means shes dead so i think red is a good sign?) there were 2 men standing on either side of me, my great grandfather and my dad. the 2 most important men in my life. it felt right to me, like this was how it was supposed to be. then the music started; the wedding march by Mendelssohn... it was beautiful.
and now heres the nightmare part,
my great grandfather has been thinking about who will get his property when he dies... i hear rumers that if it goes to this person... they are going to sell it. and if it goes to this person, we wont be aloud there. every since i was a little girl ive dreamed of getting married on that property with both my favored men beside me (the aisle will have to be extra big hehe).
in my dream that night, it was like breaking a mirror, and as i took the first step toward my new life with this masked man at the alter... it all broke and i fell...
(p.s. please dont ask who the man at the alter was cause i honestly didnt see his face. that goes to you to aunt lisa!)
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