Sometimes my dreams about Liam are scary... I've written before about my recurring dream that I have about Liam. This one wasn't scary though, and when I woke up I couldn't stop smiling because it seemed so real.
I was at a pool... Mr. and Mrs. Kane and Alli were there, but Alli was about 2 years old. I was supposed to be diving, but I was scared to dive. Finally, I just did it. People were judging my diving as if it were some sort of competition. Alli tried to jump into the pool, but I caught her when she jumped. Mrs. Kane was so scared when Alli did that, but she was fine because I caught her and twirled her around and set her back up on the edge of the pool. After that, I was out on this back porch. Liam was there, wrapped up in blankets. I had my phone in my pocket, and kept trying to take pictures of him, but my phone's memory card was full and I couldn't figure out how to delete some of the pictures off of it. (Something I definitely actually know how to do!)
I remembered that I had my good camera inside, so I asked Dan Glavin, who was outside with us, if he would keep an eye on Liam while I ran inside to grab my camera. When I got back, they were playing chase on the porch. I whipped out my camera, but everytime I tried to take a picture, the camera would tell me that I was in the wrong setting. I kept checking and it was on "auto", but it just wasn't working. Then I tried for so long that I broke the shutter button (??!) Then I fixed that, and tried again but it was telling me that my battery was dead. Eventually, I gave up trying to take a picture of him, and just sat down next to him. He put his head in my lap (something he used to do when I babysat for him and we watched a movie) and we just sat there like that for the longest time. I was sitting cross-legged and eventually became very sore, my legs were going numb, but I didn't want to move and disturb Liam, who was laying there so peacefully.
The entire time during this dream, I was aware that Liam had died. I kept telling myself that "the medicine" had brought him back for a little while. (??) In my dream, I was thinking about how Liam had been cremated and buried, so how was this possible? But it didn't matter because little Liam was right in front of me, I was hugging him and looking him in the eye, and even though I couldn't take a picture to prove it, I would still have the memory with me for the rest of my life.
Does anyone else ever experience dreams about people that they've lost?