I was at the checkout.I was in a long blue dress I use to wear. Senior told me he was going to wait outside. I saw NW go with him. I turned to pay and assumed ND had tagged along with the guys as well. He always does.. At least that is what I thought. I paid and left to meet them. No ND. I looked around frantically thinking he was at a gumball machine or looking at the Redbox movies.
The Panic set it. I rushed back in to the store screaming his name. No answer.
Shoppers looked at me like I was a crazed psychopath. Senior went to Customer service to have him paged.
I ran up and down the aisles, stumbling over my feet, crying and yelling for him. He was no where.
Disappeared, gone.
I collapsed on to the floor, Senior there trying to grab me. My baby was missing. Who took him? Why? My God they will pay!
I was numb. I couldn't feel anything.. Senior and I were going through every parents horror.
The Store manager asked that no one leave.The staff stopped new shoppers from coming in. Other customers joined the search, an elderly lady put her hand on me for comfort. Still I screamed for him. My baby, my sweet little boy. Where was he!.
Then out of no where, there he was. wearing his little red shirt and blue shorts. smiling at me like nothing was wrong. Safe. and untouched. no hair on his head out of place.
The sounds of the boys playing this morning woke me from this nightmare. I jumped out of bed, and there he was sitting on the floor of his room playing with his Batman cave. I smiled, a tidal wave of relief rushed over me. My baby is indeed safe. I gave him a big hug and kiss on the forehead.
He did not know why. I told him I had a bad dream about him.
He said "Mommy its okay, it was just a dream".
Our Dreams. They are our subconscious and occur throughout the night. During 8 hours of sleep a person can spend two hours dreaming. They are a variety of our emotions, ideas and sensations. If you can remember it vividly-Like I can with this dream, then you are awoken during the REM stage of sleep.
Now I am thinking about it, it will bother me all day. I will keep the boys close, and wonder what sort of cryptic message this dream was trying to tell me.
-JUGM
