I am a veteran dreamer, I have always been able to have a dream, awake and remember my dreams in detail, and write them down. I have even had dreams reveal things that needed to change or warnings I had to give others. I am in no way a fortune teller, because only God knows our futures, but I am accepting of the gift of dreams and dream interpretation. It’s a wonderful thing and helps me to see, the complexity of the human soul.

On Saturday night 3/13/2007, I dreamed that I saw my dead Aunt Toni, and she was with other people I didn’t know. I was feeling very angry,  until I saw her. W hen I saw her she had open arms like she was welcoming me to her. I came to her and  hugged her and when I did this, I placed my forehead down on her shoulder and as soon as I did that,  I felt my heart begin to break and I began to cry. She said come home, come back to the family. Come back to our family. And I realized that I was dreaming and I literally began to cry in my dream and I awoke with tears in my eyes and a sorrow in my heart.

Conclusion:

My aunt Toni died 13 years ago and she was the first person that died that I was really close to. It was a shock to me when she passed, but I remember days after she died she came to me in a dream and said she was sad that she had to go and after that I never dreamt of her again. Till the other night. I spent many years apart from my family… wondering like a nomad, not in control of my future for 6 years in my teens.  I was alone and in the company of constant strangers.  When I finally came home, I promised myself and God no one would ever part me from my family again.  I had always hoped to have a family of my own one day; you know lots of kids, a husband.  But I have my own family; I am now the head of my family. If I ever to decide to marry and choose a husband, I will choose a man, that recognizes, who I am and where I stand with my family. They may not like the kind of relationship I have within it, but they will either have to join it and be part of it, or they will have no part of me. None!…  My Aunt Toni, she called me back home….. and I answered her call.