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Superhero Dream

Chelsea and dad

 

Sacha and I went to see a movie this afternoon. He wanted to see the superhero movie of Batman and Superman. Not my first choice, nor second or third, but to be with Sacha was my desire, so Batman it was. During the movie, Superman said, "I miss my dad.", and just like that I flashed back to the dream I had last night but had forgotten until that moment, thank you Superman.

In my dream my Dad and Sacha were talking, and laughing, and I thought how wonderful it was that their love was palpable, then in the same instance I remembered that my Dad was dead, and yet here we were altogether… I did not want it to stop, or change so I absorbed every nuance of our being together, his eyes sparkled as mine filled with tears.

While Batman and Superman were doing their thing; I was faraway with my superhero memory. 

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15 responses to “Superhero Dream”

  1. Becky F

    A dream in a little different way and yet so timely.
    Today Frank and I were dropping our daughter off at the airport in Chicago for her flight to Tokyo. She will be studying abroad until August. After 4 long, teary (on my part) hugs we got back into the car to leave. Before we pulled away I received a text from my sister asking me what I had been doing at 5:55 that morning. She said at that time she woke up from a dream in which I was telling her that she needed to trust her children to make the right decisions and to have faith that everything will turn out okay. She said she hoped that I was doing okay trying to follow the advice I had given to her in her dream. I’m trying to follow the advice I “gave her”.

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  2. Rebecca from the pacific northwest

    Totally worth going to that movie then.
    I’ve only “seen” my mom a very few times since she’s been gone. It was delightful. (Once, my dad appeared in a dream shortly after his death. Dreaming-me was so confused, explaining to Dad that he couldn’t be there because he was dead.)
    Your grace in deferring to Sacha was truly rewarded!
    (I love seeing that pic of your dad, btw. It takes me back to that difficult last period of time when you were there in CA for so long; that’s when I truly fell for you and your honesty. I’ve said it before but it bears saying again.)

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  3. g

    dreams can be heaven sent….how many unexplainable occurrences in our faith happened in a dream or in a dream like state-we cannot explain so much of this life a moment suspended in time an action taken or not taken a visit from another place-no I respect the sleeping world and what takes place in it!

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  4. isabel

    I agree wholeheartedly with “g”. 🙂

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  5. RebeccaNYC

    This post reminds me of a poem I saw on the subway here in NYC that has just stuck with me.
    Heaven
    by Patrick Phillips
    It will be the past
    and we’ll live there together
    not as it was to live
    but as it is remembered
    It will be the past
    we’ll all go back together
    Everyone we ever loved,
    and lost, and must remember
    It will be the past
    and it will last forever

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  6. Jacklynn Lantry

    Dreams on…

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  7. Marilyn

    And what precious memories you have. He is there with you.

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  8. Shelley

    Beautifully captured, Corey! Best visits happen in dreams…’palpable’ means you got a really good one, methinks!

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  9. Teddee Grace

    Well, that was meant to be! No doubt about it. Isn’t it wonderful that your Dad can just pop over to France for a quick visit now anytime he wants? He’s probably there a lot. That’s what I think, anyway. So glad Sacha is well enough to go out and about…and that you missed all those other things you might have been doing so you got to have this experience.

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  10. Ardi

    We keep our loved ones close even after their deaths through our precious memories. I miss my Dad, too.

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  11. Beverly

    It sounds like your unplanned Easter alone with Sacha has been special in many different ways. A ‘heart’ dream too, with your dad. I lost my father this past Dec after caring for him for 2 years. I can relate to your pain. What joy to ‘connect’ in your dreams with your dad.

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  12. Kipper

    In another blog someone mentions remembering their grandmother touching their chin and looking straight into their eyes with immense love. My Grandma used to do that, the reignited memory made me cry. Sometimes I have dreams of past family occasions which always make me wake up feeling the love.

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  13. Heather in Arles

    Such a beautiful, touching post Corey. I for one think that at times our beloved departed ones actually do visit us in our dreams, where they can reach us…that it is real.

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  14. Iowa Julie

    Thank you for sharing your visit with your dad. Blessing.

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  15. Kristin

    Corey, Thanks for this story….reminds me to hold tight to the dreams that bring back into my world those whose lives have ended…to feel the nuanced scenes fully and embrace memories. Your dad was, truly, a super-hero.

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