Dreams

I still have dreams of my grandmother and the dreams feel so real, as though she was alive when she has been dead 22years. The setting is always the house on Ridge Avenue, but the people in that house are not family, but other elderly people and the dream I had this morning centered in two of these people being mean to my grandmother. I can still see her face clearly, and I remember I was holding her, and telling her to come live with me. I told her I would take care of her. She answered me with a "no". She said, "she would remain here". I told her these people were mean. She said, "she did not care".

I have had a lot of dreams this past week. It has been months, since I had a dream about my grandmother. I still do not understand why all these dreams of her are always back at the Ridge Avenue house. Maybe, it was the place I felt most safe. Maybe, it was the place of my childhood. Maybe, it was the fact I spent the first years of my life living there. If the last few sentences were true, then I wonder why the dreams I have of her are with people mistreating her and she stands up to them? In the dreams, I am always trying to help. I am always trying to take her with me.

The strangest part of these dreams is I know in the dream she had died. However, I do not believe she had died. Therefore, I go back to the Ridge Avenue house to look for her.