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Hello WordPressers! Can you believe we’re already at the end of September? I cannot believe it. We are so close to October, I can taste the apple spiced donuts! 😉

So.. the story I want to share with you today is a weird one. It’s a phenomenon that has happened to me a few times in my life, and I had blogged about it once in 2020. Here is a link to it: I Ain’t Afraid of No Ghosts. I don’t know how many of you are original subscribers, reading my blog, but that link brings you to the story of Stella, the elderly woman who lived on the first floor of the house we rented as newlyweds.

Anytime I share that story about Stella, people freak out, and yes, it actually happened and yes it is a creepy story but thinking back on it also gives me some odd comfort. And today I’m going to share a story that happened to me this year just a few months ago and I wanted to share it and I have always deleted the drafts but today I’m going to hit ‘publish’ because we’re so close to October and the spookiness …and I just feel like sharing it!

Let’s get into…

One night in late Winter, I had a vivid dream that I was on a cruise -on my own, no family. The ship was going around to these interesting places. One of which was this port. It was a giant building that the ships would drift into that was encased in glass. The ship would dock and guests would walk out to the building to find water falls and a river, all the water going to where the big boat was docked.

So the ship pulled into port, and I got off to figure out where to go. Like where I was cuz I had no clue. It was sunny, lots of space but as I was walking towards the touristy parts , I turned to see a patch of beach with water rushing by and I saw an old friend. We will call him Jason because that’s his real name. I am still connected to Jason online and text, but at this point of my dream this year, we were disjointed after a year of not talking much in real life.

What I noticed was Jason, in my dream, was sitting on the ground with a woman, as if they were having a picnic on this sandy knoll. They looked like they were enjoying great conversation and laughing. Jason looked so happy, he is such a handsome guy and it was a joy to see his bright smile beaming. Which was odd because Jason hated his smile in real life.

I didn’t recognize this woman he was with, but I was so attracted to their scene. It looked comforting, and before I realized it, I found myself saying hello and sitting with them.

My friend seemed content and his friend continued with talking and laughing.

This woman had great energy, but I could tell she was a force of nature- like a tough woman. She was laughing with her mouth wide and giving these deep belly laughs. I’ve never heard anything like it in my life. Then as time went on I started to notice some strange things about this woman.

I noticed she had no teeth in her mouth. I noticed that her skin was sallow, but olive toned- like she was southern European, Italian or Armenian.

I can’t pinpoint how I knew, because she had a gorgeous head of hair pinned up, but I understood that she was wearing a wig. It was a beautiful wig, but I could tell that it wasn’t real hair.

And most of all, I heard the sound of her voice, it was raspy, as if she was a smoker for decades.

And as I sat there between Jason and this woman, I felt this need to be silent but still be there. Oddly, I don’t remember anything being said between them but it was a lot.

I woke up that morning with a nagging need to text my friend. But how do you text a friend saying, “hey, you and this woman were in my dream last night.”, without it coming across as a dirty text? 😆 So instead I texted him to ask if he’d been on a cruise lately… much much safer way to start a conversation. Then I proceeded to tell him about my dream.

I referenced how he was in it with this attractive older woman that had a raspy voice – but I left out the info on the missing teeth and wig. He was shocked to hear that I had a dream about him and, he was floored when I mentioned the woman. So I explained the details as best as I could of the dream, and right away he replied to me with a picture. I freaked out because it was THE woman.

It was HIS mother!

I’ve never seen this person in my life, but this was her. Except the woman in my dream didn’t look as healthy as the woman in the picture, but it was definitely the same woman. After I freaked out, walked away from my phone for a few minutes, then I asked -I didn’t want to be disrespectful, but I asked him about her teeth. Because I didn’t see any teeth in my dream. But that I did see his brightly in a smile. He told me that he just finished doing Invisalign!! Holy 💩! And that his mother did not have all of her teeth. That she wore a denture most of her adult life, and she hated her mouth without teeth-it was such a bother for her.

So I freaked out inside again.

But I had to ask that other personal question- about her hair. In my dream it was beautiful but I knew it wasn’t real. He explained. I guess she got ill later in her life, with cancer, and she was wearing wigs after her hair fell out.

Ugh my heart dropped. Jason‘s mother had passed away from cancer a year ago. I didn’t know this stuff about her. I didn’t know much about her -outside of our bitching about family stuff from our childhood. It was crazy that this all was happening.

Then the kicker that he shared with me threw me -he was in a pretty bad place. Because of life decisions and those circumstances. But he believed his mother came to me in a dream to push me to check on him. He needed a friend. To vent with. To share with. And yeah, I did was there for him.

Which hearing him say that was absolutely a fantastical romanticized idea of what happened, but I never met her before. And why choose me of all ppl? Why did I dream of them? 🤷🏻‍♀️

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Well, that’s my end of September story. Idk what this all actually means in the scope of myself and life. Growing up some of my family members thought like I’m some medium; but I am not. My immediate family now thinks I have a great gift because my window into things like this goes beyond dreams…but …I just think it’s all fun sheer coincidences 😉. Or at least, I hope.

Thanks for reading along today, guys! I always appreciate you!!

(Hi Jason- If you are checking out that fish recipe but stumbling upon this post… this incident was truly fantastical and spooky. Which, I think, those words define everything about us. Leave a comment if you see this. – i heart you, buddy)