Since momma died I have only had one dream about her and that was about when I was a kid. But last night I just couldn't sleep. So Sean told me to try to get some rest he would get up with the kids. But I didnt doze back off till they got on the bus. Then I dream that I talked to momma on the phone and told her that the next time I came up there I wanted her to fix me some fried potatoes, butter beans, biscuits and fat back like she used to fix when I was a kid (Everybody knows that nobodys cooks as good as momma does). So she told me she would. Then I was standing at the door of the apartment she stayed in. I knocked on the door and a man answered. I told him "I know you don't know me but my momma used to stay here" I asked him if he he would mind if I walked through the kitchen. He told me no to go ahead. So when I went in the kitchen I seen my momma cooking this food. She went to the cabinet where she used to keep her can stuff to get something out. I told her "Momma you know you have to leave and leave these people alone". She told me "Why I'm not dead". So I had to tell her "yes momma you are". She sat down in a chair she had at the stove(which she always did because she couldn't stand up for long). and I hugged her and told her I love her and she started crying and saying "I'm not dead". I just kept telling her she had to leave and leave those people alone. It seemed so real to me I seen her just as plain as day. After that I got up because I lost it. I dont know if its my subconcience wishing she was alive, if shes trying to tell me something or what. All I know is I'm afraid to go to sleep now because I dont want another dream like that.
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