Had a dream that I was talking to my grandpa and an old military guy...I'm calling him "General Star". My grandpa had passed, but he was there talking to me. They showed me pictures I had (that I'd forgotten about) and told me to tell the people in them things...the General had me write his contact information on the back to contact for advice. He was explaining to me that his type of law is "Canon Law" whereas what my sis-in-law's (also named Starr) husband practices is "physical law"...As they got in the car to leave, I was frantic "WAIT, what when why how will we all stay together? When will we see you?" He said there was something coming up...maybe it was around our birthdays (His was Aug 26, mine Aug 27)...they got in the car and left and I started looking through these pictures of him that I'd never seen before.
I had a dream a couple of nights ago, the night Grandpa died I believe, that a member of the media was telling me to look up a preacher in the yellow pages to do a ceremony. She said look up father so and so at First United Methodist Church. I wasn't sure what it meant, but I forget the name of the preacher. Fast forward to the day of Grandpa's memorial service. I was on my way to Wal-mart to make copies of pictures of Grandpa to make a bulletin board for the service. On my way there was a logging truck two cars in front of me with HUGE logs. I was nervous because of that movie, Final Destination...there was a scene where someone in my position was killed by the logs falling off of the truck...so as I'm thinking this, the truck SWERVES and goes into the median, dust is everywhere...then the car in front of me swerves and a car to the right of us...I look down and there is a tiny animal dodging all of these cars, I swerve to miss it too. It runs into the median...it's a tiny dog. I pull over and run after it, it's a tiny, elderly Dapple Dachsund.
It is looking at me with one good eye, and one covered with a cataract. I try to reach down to pet it, to see if I can grab it, but it bolts into the traffic on the OTHER side of the road. Thankfully the oncoming cars were far enough away so I run across the road and chase it up a hill to get it away from traffic, then run back to my car. My heart was racing...I get back on the road and drive, reeling from what just happened...look up at the exact moment and see a church on a hill: "First United Methodist Church" with a sign that says "God wants full custody." WTF?
