First: My grandfather is dead, and he was very strict when I was growing up, only when he was in his 90's was he easier to talk to.
I am part Phillipino...he was full.
The dream:
We were on the Big Island...far from the main road, and the feeling was we were on a farm. I looked into a door and there was an old Hawaiian lady putting food in baskets. Lots of fruits, fish, rice, and pork. I was pretty hungry looking at it. Then she said, "Why don't you come in and eat all that you want?" Grandpa and I started eating. He was sitting in a corner and started to sing, and encouraged me to join him....I sort of started singing the last phases of what he just sang. When he was done, there was a couple that started singing. It was one of my favorite Hawaiian songs, "Honolulu City Lights". As the song was being sung, the older lady started massaging my fingers, rubbing them (it felt so good) the song was sung so beautifully that I started to cry. Then I woke up.
2006-09-27
03:11:05
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