I hope there is not bad news on the horizon as this is the second dream I’ve had this week about possessions of the deceased and memories attached.
I woke up crying actually.
In my dream, I was working in the office (1989-2001) and my colleagues had forgotten my birthday.
Not that I was really bothered, except a friend (she had been one of witnesses when we got married) put a pretty box with a quotation on it in my hand.
It said something about little things being important and not to make a big deal out of things that didn’t really matter.
Is there such a quote? I have no idea, but if there isn’t, there should be, so I’ve made my own using an image from google and inserting my narrative.
Anyway, inside the box was a lot of what one would call ‘tat’ I suppose.
Odd little items such as cheap jewelry, a small compact mirror, some buttons, a blue ribbon, a pair of tiny glass baubles (not marbles, these were cut glass but not true crystal), and a variety of other small personal items that had apparently belonged to an elderly lady who had recently died.
In my dream, this was no relation to me or the person who had given me this unusual gift.
As I touched each item, I was flashed back to the memory of when it was first acquired.
The jewelry was a token of true undying love but the purchase of gold or silver was beyond the pocket of the giver.
The compact mirror was a graduation/qualification gift from an elderly relative (again, not mine or anyone I knew).
The baubles were trimmings from a tiny tree one lonely Christmas, and the buttons from a shirt that had been sewn and stitched so many times, they were all that were left of the original garment.
But it was the ribbon that brought the tears.
A piece of narrow pale blue ribbon that had held the love letters from the owner’s Intended, her Beau, her Love, the one who never returned from the war.
It was all so real, and as I said, I woke up crying.
I can’t remember seeing any letters in that box or in my dream.
Yet I had felt the sweet and tender memories of a stranger, someone for whom these small and precious keepsakes meant the world, for no other reason or place than in my dreams.
pensitivity101 