Some days ago I had the following dream about my five-year old grandson Aidan.
I dreamt that I was on my death bed with my grandson holding my hand and begging his poppa not to go. I told him that I would always be with him and never leave his side. I died and went to heaven. After being there for what seem eternity God asked me why I was always so sad. I explained to him that I missed my grandson and wished I could be with him. God said if I really missed him so much, he would let me go back to earth in spirit form, but that only my grandson would be able to see and communicate with me. The catch was that I would have to stay on the earth until the end of time. I said okay. As the dream progressed I saw my grandson age from a five year old child to an aged man. During all those years we spoke constantly. My grandson grew to be a kind and gracious person. But like all things the day came when he became gravely ill and passed away. At his grave site I mourned for him but I knew he was now in a better place. As I walked away from the grave I knew that until the end of time I would be so alone. Then I felt a small hand in my and a small voice say “I’ll never leave you poppa.”
2007-05-24
09:08:29
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