The Dream That Wasn't Just A Dream Options

[marklovesbicky]

Hi All
Last night I had the most extraordinary and wonderful dream.
It was fleeting but so real....

It was a simple scene, taking place in a nondescript day. I opened my car door and on the passenger seat was my little Bicky curled up in a ball. He looked at at me with with happiness and relief, his little tail wagging. He appeared as he did a year or so before he passed; a little older but healthy.

I remember I stood looking at him and thinking to myself "this is impossible, Bicky is dead". But then I thought "I don't care how unreal this is, I'll take it". I then reached over to him and hugged him tightly. His snout nuzzling my neck. His warm breath massaging my neck, just as we would do countless times in our all-too-short time together. I felt so connected with him, so complete and content.
Then I woke up.
But instead of that disappointed feeling one would think I would have after having my Bicky and then losing him again, I felt warm and thankful.
At first I concluded that it was just a dream, but later on in the day, it occurred to me that perhaps it was Bicky's way of making contact with me.
The universe is full of wonders and I believe anything and everything's possible.

This has given my such great comfort.
Anyway, I thought I would share it with all of you.

[saddaddy]

Hi All
Last night I had the most extraordinary and wonderful dream.
It was fleeting but so real....

It was a simple scene, taking place in a nondescript day. I opened my car door and on the passenger seat was my little Bicky curled up in a ball. He looked at at me with with happiness and relief, his little tail wagging. He appeared as he did a year or so before he passed; a little older but healthy.

I remember I stood looking at him and thinking to myself "this is impossible, Bicky is dead". But then I thought "I don't care how unreal this is, I'll take it". I then reached over to him and hugged him tightly. His snout nuzzling my neck. His warm breath massaging my neck, just as we would do countless times in our all-too-short time together. I felt so connected with him, so complete and content.
Then I woke up.
But instead of that disappointed feeling one would think I would have after having my Bicky and then losing him again, I felt warm and thankful.
At first I concluded that it was just a dream, but later on in the day, it occurred to me that perhaps it was Bicky's way of making contact with me.
The universe is full of wonders and I believe anything and everything's possible.

This has given my such great comfort.
Anyway, I thought I would share it with all of you.

Hi Mark,
Thanks for sharing this. It is very uplifting and it's nice to see you have some comfort. I sometimes dream about my beloved Mollie (my cat, who I lost last year), and it feels every bit as real as you describe. I also dream about my grandparents, who have been gone for many years but I still miss them terribly. As with you, when I'm visited in a dream, it seems so real, and I, too, am thinking that it's just a dream, but wake up feeling better. I am not a religious person, but I really do feel as if I'm being visited by my loved ones, as a way of saying, "It's OK, don't feel sad." Oddly, it makes me very sad to write this, but when it happens, I feel very comforted. It's been many months since I lost Mollie (after she was with me for 16 years), and I miss her every day. I love when she visits me in my sleep. Take care, friend, and know that your Bicky loved you. Sweet dreams.

[marklovesbicky]

Hi Mark,
Thanks for sharing this. It is very uplifting and it's nice to see you have some comfort. I sometimes dream about my beloved Mollie (my cat, who I lost last year), and it feels every bit as real as you describe. I also dream about my grandparents, who have been gone for many years but I still miss them terribly. As with you, when I'm visited in a dream, it seems so real, and I, too, am thinking that it's just a dream, but wake up feeling better. I am not a religious person, but I really do feel as if I'm being visited by my loved ones, as a way of saying, "It's OK, don't feel sad." Oddly, it makes me very sad to write this, but when it happens, I feel very comforted. It's been many months since I lost Mollie (after she was with me for 16 years), and I miss her every day. I love when she visits me in my sleep. Take care, friend, and know that your Bicky loved you. Sweet dreams.

Dear Saddaddy
Thank you so much for your post. Firstly, let me tell you how sorry I am to learn of your loss of Mollie. Losing a loved one after 16 years must be truly devastating. I hope you can find comfort in your dreams with Mollie (and of course your grand parents). And you too, please take care and know that Mollie loved you too.
Yours (Mark and Bicky)