Recent dreams containing tears page 7

I HAD A DREAM THAT MYSELF, MY SISTER AND HER DAUGHTERS, WERE MEETING MY FATHER SOMEWHERE, IT WAS LIKE A VACATION OR SOMETHING. IT SEEMED LIKE A FOREIGN COUNTRY. MY FATHER PASSED YEARS AGO. BUT I REMEBER IN THE DREAM HAVING A COOK OUT, US PLAYING BASKETBALL LIKE WE USE TO, AND JUST HANGING OUT. I REMEMBER SOMEONE SAYING THAT MY DAD WENT TO THE HOSPITAL TWICE THE WEEK WE WERE THERE. THEN THE DAY BEFORE I LEFT I WAS A BASKET CASE. I WAS CRYING MY EYES OUT, IT WAS LIKE I KNEW I WOULDN'T SEE MY DAD AGAIN. I WENT TO SLEEP IN A ROOM ALONE ON THE FLOOR AND WOKE UP VERY EARLY. I REMEBER WATCHING THROUGH THE WINDOW FOR MY DAD. HE STARTED WALKING DOWN SOME STEPS AND I RAN OUT TO HIM. I WAS AGAIN CRYING AND TRIED PUTTING MY HEAD ON MY DADS SHOULDER. THEN ALL OF A SUDDEN HE GOT UP. HE TRIED TO GET MY MIND OFF LEAVING, HE WASN'T REALLY COLD BUT I WANT TO JUST HUG AND HAVE HIM HOLD ME AND THAT DID NOT HAPPEN. I KNEW HE LOVED ME. SOMEWHERE IN THE DREAM MY FATHER DISAPPEARED AND I WAS LEFT ALONE TRYING TO FIND MY NIECE TO RIDE BACK HOME WITH ME. THERE WAS A LOT MORE DETAIL BUT THAT IS THE BASIS. I WOKE UP TEARS RUNNING DOWN MY FACE AND OF COURSE I LOST IT ONCE I WOKE UP. THEN I COME TO WORK AND I HEAR OVER THE INTERCOM THAT TODAY THEY ARE MEETING AT THE FLAG POLE FOR TISSUE AND ORGAN DONORS...WHICH MY FATHER WAS. WHAT DOES THIS ALL MEAN. I MISS MY FATHER MORE THAN WORDS CAN SAY. I WAS IN MY LATE 20 WHEN HE PASSED.

I was the bride maid at my sister wedding and I was crying tears of happiness and couldn't stop. It began to rain as my dad walked down the aisle.

I was the brides maid at my sisters wedding and I was crying tears of happiness and couldn't stop. It began to rain as my dad walked down the aisle.

I was the brides maid at my sistes wedding and I was crying tears of happiness and couldn't stop. It began to rain as my dad walked down the aisle.

MY SON & I ARE IN A CAR ON THE INTERSTATE ON OUR WAY TO MEET MY OTHER SON -- AS I TAKE THE EXIT RAMP THERE IS NO GUARDRAIL AND WE CAREEN OFF THE RAMP. MY SON REACHES OVER GRABS MY ARM - I TELL HIM DON'T BE SCARED BUT I KNOW WE ARE GOING TO DIE AND WE DO. THEN I CAN SEE EVERYONE BEING TOLD WHAT HAPPENED AND THAT MY SON AND I WILL BE BURIED TOGETHER. IT WAS HORRIFIC. I WOKE UP IN TEARS.

My ex tried to get my attention but I walked away. I did not talk back. Tears running down my face.

My ex-boyfriend came back to me to explain something. I was silent. I cried silently letting him see my tears.

I was in a strange building. The building was old and the windows were cracked and broken. I was dressed in a nurse's garb and there was two other people with me, one in a straitjacket and the other had on a lab coat. We were all in a room with a few hospital style beds and one locked door. The room appeared to be on the top floor of the building. We asked each other what the our names were. In the dream, my name was Rebekka Lynn, The man in the lab coat was named Doctor Bradly, and the man in the straitjacket was named Lucas. We suddenly heard a voice saying that someone among us had to die in order for the others to escape and that if no one was chosen, we would all die. We began to discuss among ourselves. Doctor Bradly tried to come up with a solution, While I was against discussing it entirely. Lucas didn't say anything on the subject. The Doctor began to suspect that Lucas was planning on killing someone himself. A fight between them broke out. I tried to stop the fight, but nothing I did made any difference. Eventually, I had enough and screamed that I would be willing to die. They focused their attention on me and suddenly one of the windows shattered outwards. The window was big enough for me to stand in the frame and so I did. I looked back at Doctor Bradly and Lucas and smiled through tears. I turned to them and leaned backwards falling off the building. The fall was short and, after I hit the ground, I saw fireworks exploding in a night sky above me. Everything blurred together and then I woke up.

We were driving in his Jeep. It was dark and we were talking. We were driving down the back roads and we saw a big beautiful house, the size of a mansion to the right. The Jeep started to make a strange noise and shut off. He pulled to the side and tried calling a tow service but we had no signals. We decided to walk to the to house. The driveway was very long and he kept telling me to stay close to him. We got to the door and rang the doorbell. A lady in her 40’s answered the door. Behind her were 3 young ladies in the late 20’s early 30’s. They wore 20’s ball gown dresses. Their hair was pulled back in fancy buns and wore white gloves. He asked if we could use the phone and the older lady said yes. We followed her as the 3 ladies walked behind us. He grabbed my hand and whispered to me to stay close. We went though a few hallways and ended up in this big room. I heard a thumping noise coming from upstairs. I asked him if he heard it and he said yes. She pointed to the phone and he tried to call out. I heard them thumping noise again. And I asked the ladies what that noise was. They said it was the house. The phone was not working so he told them we would be on our way. But the older lady insisted we stay a bit longer. There was something about the way she looked that made him grab me and pull me behind him. He told them again we were going to leave and walk to the next house. The 3 younger ladies started to act weird and creepy cornering us. He yelled for me to run but I did not want to leave him. He then screamed at me to run and get out. I ran and the older lady tried to grab me. I looked back and saw them attacking him. The older lady ran after me but I got lost running through all the hallways. I needed up in a wide hallways with many doors. I heard the thumping again. It was coming from one of the rooms. I ran to the room and opened the door. A girl was in chains and gagged. I ran to her and she was telling me we have to get out of here. I heard the older lady coming down the hall. I closed the door and tried to keep her out as long as I could. I heard the other 3 coming down the hall. They pushed open the door and I fell down. They grabbed me and when I saw there faces I screamed because they were frightening. They knocked me out. When I wake up, I am wearing a ball gown and one of the younger ladies is doing my hair and makeup. I keep asking were he is and she tells me he left me there to say himself. I tell her she is lying as tears roll down my face and my heart sinks. They put me on this stage with this other girl and we just walk around being video taped. Days go by and this is all we do. As we are walking past a room I see his shoes and tell me that those are his shoes. They yell at me and say that those are someone else’s shoes but I know they are his. I tell them he is here and he never left me. I wanted to know where they were hiding him. She just laughed and threw me in the room. I screamed I am going to find him. The other girl came a hugged me but looked at me with sad eyes. She told it was going to be ok. A younger woman came in the room later that night that I have never seen before. She told me that he was still here but he was dead. I called her a liar. She told me she would show me where he was. He took me to this room that was outside. There were cement slabs as the floor. She pointed to one and I went over there and removed the slab. There was a wide tube with this watery liquid. I put my arms in it and felt his head. I went down farther and got under his arms and pulled with all my strength. His eyes were closed and he was not breathing. I lunged at her began slamming her repeatedly on the ground. I wanted to kill her. The older lady came in a pushed me to the ground. I crawled back to him and tried to wake him up. I cried and cried begging him to wake up because we had to escape. I could here both ladies laughing at me. It got louder and louder. I held you and screamed. Then I woke up screaming and started crying.

I was at the funeral of prophet Muhamad (Sallal lahu alaihi wasalam) and was crying bitterly but felt blessed to be there. When I woke up, my eyes where wet with tears.