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My hubby has a touch of the gift? Did I tell you that? He has fortelling dreams... Did I tell you that?
My mother in law was diagnosed with breast cancer. She had a masectomy, lost her hair, the whole nine. Twas a very hard time for the family and showed me what a powerful family I would be entering into. This was right after we moved out into our own apartment... We had been together for two and a half years, we were engaged, we just moved into our own apartment and Choni had a dream that all of his teeth were pulled...but they were given back to him in a container. And he took them home and showed his parents. But when he looked at his mom...he couldn't really see her. She was all blurry.
It was somewhere in the next few days that we found out her diagnosis.
He had a dream that he lost a tooth... and Grandma Carmen died.
He had another dream he lost a tooth... and Grandma Emilina died.
He knew we would have two girls... he knew how far apart they were going to be... he just KNEW.
He had a dream that all of his teeth were pulled...and he didn't get them back... and then his dad called us in the middle of the week and wanted to make SURE we were coming that weekend. Well, we had plans that weekend, but his dad never called and MADE sure we were coming so I said yes we were. I told Choni his dad called and needed to talk to us. Then he told me about his dream... and we knew it was bad news... So we had to skip our plans and show up to confirm the news. Even though we were pretty sure, I still sunk like a rock when he laid it on us.
So when Choni tells me he had a dream... I listen. I listen very closely. We aren't always able to figure it out rightaway... or 100% correct, but after a few of these things... we are doing a pretty good job.
He had a dream two weeks ago that his dad came to see him. There was a lot going on in the dream that didn't make sense, but what he really focused on was that his dad was there to tell him that he was alright, that things are very organized where he was and that Choni was the only one that could see him so stop toeing my leg and trying to wake me. (I remember the leg pushing with his toe... he was a having a doozy of a dream)... But what he couldn't understand was why his dad had red blotches all over him. So he read up in his dream book and thought about it. It meant that there would be great worry and possible regret.
Well, a day or two later, unbeknownst to us, his Tio Leo went missing...he's still missing... that is the great worry. I think the great regret may lie in our living situation. See, we bought our house to set down roots in a new place that was near to everyone. We have lived around all the cities here and we liked Hemet best. Mostly because we didn't know anybody. That had it's appeals to both of us for many reasons. I also like the layout better than any other city and after I drove him around there a few times, he agreed. If we had known that his dad would be sick and need care... we wouldn't have bought the house. We wouldn't have left Elsinore. We would have stayed...but stubborn ol grandpa... he had been feeling badly for several years. And he was just too stubborn and proud to admit that he wasn't feeling 100% to go to the doctor. So the regret is that we regret we didn't know sooner that he was sick. Then we would have lived there...and we would be with Yvonne now..and she wouldn't be alone wondering what happened to Tio Leo...and there wouldn't be detectives in her house... But then again...who's to say? Of course, once this whole thing blows over with whatever outcome is in our future...we won't feel that way probably. But right this minute, we do.
It's unnerving not knowing where someone is... someone you care about... even if they somewhat bring it on themselves. I'd rather give him hell and yell at him when he turns up than the alternative that might also be presenting itself later.
All we can do now is pray he is ok wherever he is and hopefully he surfaces. He's disappeared several times before and resurfaced...but even a cat only has 9 lives...
