I woke up and realized I was crying while I was sleeping. It took me a while to stop from crying when I woke up. My dream felt so true.
My dad was missing like over a week and my mom insisted to search for him, I advised her to stay home because there were already some people searching for him but she was unstoppable. And so off she went. But then she didn’t return home. Two weeks have passed but there was still no trace of my parents. So I went searching for them, but did not find them, it didn’t stop me from searching my parents, I was losing hope and I ended up bursting into tears.
I woke up with my husband and my daughter trying to stop me from crying. I was holding my breathe, it was just a dream but my tears didn’t stop from falling down my cheeks.
They asked me what’s wrong but I couldn’t tell them anything about it.
My parents live miles away from where I am now located, thank God for mobiles to keep in touch with our loved ones. My mom is suffering from Parkinson since years already, and my dad started forgetting a lot of things. I hurriedly sent my mom a message asking how she was doing. We had a long conversation, in fact she’s doing great. But she told me she got mad with my dad last night because was missing something he couldn’t find it and my mom was the only person he could blame. She said she wanted to leave home and my older sister asked her if she would pick her up. She ended up staying home though and said she will just forget it.
Well, now back to my dream… It’s not long ago when I started interpreting my dreams, I got used to look for the meanings on Google, until one day I realized I could interpret it on my own without looking for the meaning on the internet.
I actually used to have a small dream dictionary book when I was like 12 years old but people told me it’s an evil’s work and I had to throw or burn it.
If that is true, I asked myself, then why are dreams even interpreted on the bible? Jacob interpreted for example that he and Joseph’s brothers will be under of Joseph’s authority which actually came true after years.
My Parents symbolize my parenthood, they served as an example to my family. Here’s how I interpreted it: there might be an aspect in my life that is missing, my parents symbolized my parenthood or my motherhood, me searching for my parents as I interpret it, is my search for my own self, but I was close to losing hope, and me crying was the result of my sufferings, my extensive feelings of being afraid to be alone.
I tried to look at how I felt in my dream, it was so sad, and another way to interpret it is that part of me was missing my parents with a desire to be with them. I was scared, and so there is part of me that is scared in real life.
Last night I had a conversation with some of my group friends about my family, about home, and my mom.
I remember I’ve read somewhere that dreams are the effect of our subconscious mind working everyday even if we are not fully aware of it. Our feelings unexpressed, our thoughts neglected, eventually, depending how strong it is, will reflect through “dreams”.
I personally like to think that dreams serve as a wakeup call, it is our eye-opener, whatever happens ahead is already interpreted in our dreams only sometimes in a different way. It serves as a warning, or simply a manifestation of feelings and thoughts expressed in puzzles and codes, only it is up to us if we believe in it, if we listen to the signs and examine it’s true meaning.