Just a little weird thing.
The other night, I was asleep on my couch and I woke up to my son shaking me telling me I was blue. Okay, before you throw a cog, I don't think I was blue. I was in the shadows and glow of my christmas tree lights, so I think I appeared blue.
But, what's weird about this, when he shook me awake, I was dreaming about my grandmother, who is deceased, and I was standing outside the door to a room where she sat up in bed. She was a much younger woman, probably in her 30s, but I knew it was my grandma. (She died at 85).
I was so happy to see her. She looked over her shoulder at me and I gave a goofy wave and started crying.
In the dream. I didn't wake up crying.
Any dream interpreters out there?
It's not easy being blue.
That is seriously weird.