A week, maybe two, before the sudden death of my childhood dog, I
dreamed he died.
When I dreamed of anyone else
dying after that, I was certain they were on their way out. This certainty
faded over time, when no one else departed on-cue, and I’m glad I never tried
to warn anyone that their earthly days were numbered.
I hate those dreams, even if I know they won't come true.
ReplyDeleteWhat Dona said.
ReplyDeleteI have a friend who pays zero attention to his health. He overeats, overdrinks, etc. I once had a vivid dream that he knelt in front of me, clutched his heart, and keeled over. That was over a decade ago, and he's still going strong. I'll hear people say, "I'm surprised he's lasted this long," and I always think, You have no idea. :-)
ReplyDeleteBUT how sad and traumatic for you about your dog.
Thank goodness indeed.
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