I first shared this years ago-a few months after my mother joined Dominic in Heaven.
There had been difficult dreams after Dom left but it had been a long while since one had interrupted my sleep…and then they began anew.
Night after night I woke in the dark with disturbing images lingering at the edge of consciousness.
They receded once again within about a year.
Now they are back.
I think that whenever anything particularly stressful or frightening or sad or just plain hard presses in, the grief I’ve learned to hide so well is squeezed out.
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Lately I’ve been having unsettling dreams.
Even when I can’t recall the exact sequence of events, they all have a similar theme: Someone I love is in peril and I can’t save them or something I hold dear is lost and I can’t find it.
And that awful feeling of helplessness follows me when I open my eyes.
It doesn’t take a PhD to interpret these dreams.
Grief is leaking out in my sleep.
Read the rest here: Unsettling Dreams: Grieving In My Sleep
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