I dreamed about Lynda last night and woke up this morning feeling like I'd had a visit. It was a crazy dream where we were one place that suddenly turned into another one. First we were in the auditorium at NMRC and then on the hillside at North Oxford Baptist Church and yes it was a "makes no sense whatsoever dream" but Lynda was there and that made sense.
In the beginning of the dream, NMRC was trying to match the linens on Lynda's bed to her pajamas. Well, not matching but a complementary pattern. LOL There were two full size beds on the stage made up in different linens. We were all sitting in the auditorium and there was obviously a big stage. We were behind a glass like they are in Grey's Anatomy during surgery...lol A staff member would bring Lynda in through a door on the left and she'd stand there beside the bed closest to her and we'd all ooh and ah about the combination. She was the age she was when she passed away and looked just like she did before she was sick. I'm sure it was something I had requested. It was funny after I woke up but dead serious during the dream.
Then suddenly we were at NOBC and a bunch of clients were on this mini-cope course where they were not above head height but Lynda was harnessed into this "thing" that had lots of silver chains and she was younger and loving whatever it was that it was supposed to be. I was horrified until I heard her squeals and realized how much she loved it. When it was over, I held her hand and we walked into the door of the fellowship hall at NOBC and right when the rec therapist who had been doing the "silver chainy thing" started to hold the door for Lynda and me to walk through....Lynda dropped my hand and took his and they walked on in.
I woke up. In my dream I was thinking "Oh, I am so glad she likes him so much that she wants to go with him..."
Awake, I think in a very convoluted way it was God and Lynda reinforcing the fact that she went to heaven willingly and happily. I never saw the face of the therapist that held the door for Lynda but it IS interesting that the scene switched over to the church. I dropped her hand as she took his hand and they walked through the door and I stood in the opening watching them kind of fade away.
It was reassuring to me in the dream. It is, of course, reassuring to me in reality because I know who Lynda is with even though I've never seen His face. Yet. But Lynda has and I can't wait to see that beautiful face myself.
I thank God for allowing me to "visit" with Lynda in my dreams. I feel her presence with me today.
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