Dream with a meaning

On the night from Friday to Saturday, Lucas had this weird and meaninful dream about his auntie Dedê, my older sister who died last April, 27th.

We were going to the health post to have his immunization shot when he told me about it. He said that he saw her at a hospital room, where a man, whose face he couldn't see, held a small pair of scissors and cut off the little mole she had behind her shoulder, "the one that went up through her arm until reaching her brain" (according to his own words), and she got well. Then she divided herself in two, a 'colored one' like us and another one gray and white. Both came walking to my house straight to our veranda, and there she/they stood looking out the balcony. Then, after some time, they turned to Lucas, smiled and each one gave him a big hug, and vanished. Simple like that.

It took me by surprise because we were talking about other things - but anyway Lucas always takes me by surprise when the subject is the other world... It made a lot of sense to me. Some days earlier, it was my sis's four-month anniversary of death. My mother is been in such pain we don't know anymore what to do. She's been ok for some time after she visited the mexican shaman, but a few weeks later, depression took her again and now she cries everyday, because everything my sister suffered and said don't leave her thoughts. I feel it in my own heart and I understand my mother, because I block every thought of what I heard an saw when I visited Dedê at the hospital and at my mom's place on the few days she stayed there before gping back to hospital to die. I do it because I need to keep my sanity, I loved her so much, and anyone who went through something similar knows how hard is to deal with these painful memories.

Well, I call my mother almost everyday to know how she's doing, and thank gods we're a very close family so she is surrounded by love and we're taking care of her until time makes the trick and soothes her heart. I thought it would be good for her to know about this dream, and I was right. She recognized it, like I did, as a message from Dedê, that whatever she's been through, it's over, and now she's really free. I do hope that in mom's subconscious, it helps her a littleto get over her pain, at least.