Tell Mom & Dad


I don’t dream often, but when I do the dreams are usually mundane …… about work stuff from years ago. Sometimes the dreams are odd, and I have no idea ….. “where did that come from”. Other times I’ll dream of family & friends. Most are ignored or easily explained.

But, the other night I had a dream that seemed very real ….. it perplexed me …. shook me a bit …. and made me wonder and reflect ……

In the dream I was outside, it was dark, it was warm, no stars or moon in the sky ……. a person approached me, but I could not see their face, nor even tell if the person was male or female. Their voice was not recognizable either. They appeared to be thin … average height ….. nothing else was distinguishable. Perhaps young, but I wasn’t sure.

The person : Can you help me please?

Me: Sure will, if I can.

The person: I need you tell Mom and dad a couple of things.

Me: My Mom and dad are both dead, I can’t talk to them.

The person: {emphatically} Not, your Mom and dad. My Mom and dad!

Me: Why don’t you tell them yourself?

The person: I can’t …. you should understand that.

Me: I don’t understand and I don’t know your Mom and dad, who are you?

The person: You know who I am …. THINK dammit!

Me: I don’t know ….. I can be dense at times, what do you want?

The person: Please tell Mom and dad I said, “Thank you for everything!”

Me: That’s easy …… is that it?

The person: Also, tell them I’m sorry.

Me: Sorry for what?

The person: Tell them I’m sorry about the stuff that happened. They will know what I mean. Tell them I’m sorry about the bike too. But, most importantly, that I said thanks and that I am OK.

Me: OK, but where are your Mom and dad?

The person: You know!

Me: {frustrated} But, I don’t know “jack ****” ….. I don’t know you, and I have no idea what you are talking about.

The person: You know …. THINK ….. you know …….. and I need them to know! Please tell them, for me. 

With that, the person turned from me and disappeared into the dark night.

I woke up and looked around the dark bedroom …. searching …… wondering …. a bit shaken and rattled ….. and puzzled.

As I reflected on this dream and tried to sort it out …. I thought of my own life, my parents, my son ….. me as a parent …. the reference to a bike, that I needed to “think”, that I should know ……. nothing made sense, it just didn’t compute. Then I wondered if it was my heart talking to me …. so I’m posting this, just in case a donor family, my donor family ever comes across this post ……

I continue to thank them every day as well! God bless them and my donor!

Tell Mom.Dad

 

About DAP

I am a heart transplant recipient and these are my stories and thoughts. My desire is to assist others pre or post heart transplant in anyway possible. Please feel free to contact me if you have a question.
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2 Responses to Tell Mom & Dad

  1. WOWOW! You had me on the edge of my seat

  2. Ms. A says:

    Bet that dream was your donor talking to you in the only voice he has! How awesome is that!

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