I told her a dream I just had about my grandma on tuesday morning. I'd woken up really early for some reason. I didn't have to get up till 8, so I went back to sleep. I dreamt I was swimming at the beach by my house in California. I was looking at the shoreline, and so I was getting pummeled by waves. Then I floated on my back, and I put my arm behind my head-- and suddenly someone was holding it. I couldn't see the person, and because I was swimming on my back-- I couldn't turn my head. I just knew it was my grandma's. So I held on real tight. I've had two other dreams about her. But in this dream, I felt like we were talking even though we were just squeezing our hands together as tight as we could.
And then I woke up.
I hadn't told very many people about the dream. But, with Grandma H, I just yelled it out as we were sitting down to eat. I felt like I needed to tell her-- because, like I said before, she'd understand (being 91 and loving her own grandchildren).
As she left for the evening, to go back to her own house, she noticed my cowboy boots. She said, "I like your ballet slippers." When I laughed and said, "Thank you!" She said, "Carry on then, carry on!"