July 24, 1988. That was the day that would change our lives forever. That night I had a dream that I want to document in writing so I don't forget......ever. Going through the last few days with my father has really brought up a lot of past issues with the loss of my brother. I will write the dream as it happened and most references will be hard to understand, but will mean everything to me.
I am in the basement of the Traverse's house with my hands on the door leading to the under of the house, pushing on it, when I suddenly realize that there is someone on the other side holding it shut. I turn and run upstairs. When I get to the top of the stairs the home turns into the house I grew up in on Westover. Once I realize the house is mine, I feel someone chasing me, so I run to the side door, thru the kitchen, go to grab the door knob of the white smoked door and the knob is missing and the hole is open. I pause and behind me is a stream of white fog, coming up behind very quickly. I feel like it is going to consume me, but it flies over my left shoulder and through the hole in the door where the door knob would've been.
I suddenly awake. I have the feeling that there is someone in my bedroom. I look at my Golden Retriever, Brutus, and he is asleep on my bed. I know if someone was in the room he would be awake. I turn on the lights and look around. No one to be found, but still that feeling is there that someone is in my room. A presence felt, very strong. My heart is pounding. I look outside, no one. The dog is still asleep on my bed leading me to believe that all is safe.
The next day I learned that my brother, Peter was killed in the middle of the night in Alaska, trying to protect and stand up for a friend. I suddenly realize that the profound dream I had the night before was my brother's spirit coming to me to say goodbye. What else could it possibly be? We both came from the same place, made up of the same DNA. The universe is an amazing place. Believe, anything can happen.
Peter I love you.
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