From: Eleonore Beaudoin on

My son reported havin od dreams sine a few moths about e duying and his
not elarnign before a week. Cra accidents mainly but other types of death
in his dreams too.

Asfor me, I suually do not dream but know I did three times inthe al;st
three nights. I rememebr the dreams or what part I had as I wake up but
forget a bit after like everyoen else.



The first time, there was no dream per se, just someone , some dream voice
telling me as I woke up :It is like going to your mother's funeral''.


Kiddo dreaming of hi mother,s death (mine) and me having this said to me
as I woke up...Brrr.......


I had another dream I now can not rememebr, and then the last one was
about me and someoen else waiting for a concert. We had tickets to a
concert we had won, but it turned out to be a mess. Ifrgt parts of it, but
I know it was a complicted thing to get the seats and to get there, etc,
where all went a la Myr^rys law. Once we finally made it there, we
realized the tickets were in fact for `december 24th, not 25th`or was it
december 225th nd not 24th. I think the forst thing, 24th and not 25th.

What si peculiar with that si that on my mom's side the women all died
either on XMas night or eve. OR had a stroke that left them agonizing on
XMas night or eve, to die in January.....So I dont liek the sound of
thaose dreams. I remember that in tha dream I had to walk someone, a third
person, to a door in the arts center. Was an unknown center, with
corridors to hotels and shopping malls indoors, and lotrs od=f escalators
and elevators....At a point after walkeing the other back a few steps to
the door he was looking for, on my way back to the forst person thatw as
waiting for me to get back for the show abut to start (we thought), I saw
he was busy digging for soemthign in his nap sack, and I rememebred I
needed to buy soemthing, did not have anything specific save knowing I ahd
to buy`soemthing`in dream, but in dream, was not important save that I had
to go buy that thing. U fogured it woudl e two mninutes, and that my
friend woudl nt be done digging in hs back pack that I woudl be back, but
I got lost in corridors and around elevators and so on. I rememebr looking
opver my shpooulders to read soemthign in a paper in a stand...just
peaking as if soemthign important was there. That too I do not lek as it
makes me think of necrology columns....

When I finally gt to my friend, it was like 2 hours later. He was
wondering where I ahd been, and all that te I had tried to come back but
woudl get lost.....I rememebr hoping that he at least stayed put and di
not go loking for me where we woudl lose each other....
When I final;ly was one explaining to him what happened, someoen walked to
us to check our tickets, as wee were approching the ticket gate, and that
was when the thing about t not beign the 25th but he 24th came up. We then
decided to give up. In the dream we still coudl use them the day after, if
the ordre of 24, 25 made no logical sense there.But we did not care to.
Too much truble. We then also learned about the conert not beign at all
what it was described to supposedly be and we felt we were ``had`` in that
by the radio station that gave them to us. Like a catch....



When I am told somethign as Iwake up, I always must pay atention to tat as
usually itis like either a warning or a solution to some problem,
specially with ehaling people....Lie soemoen from the toher Side telling
me to think of this or that or telling me hwo to g about it, etc.

Afer that dream had occred, I elarned that the father of a childhood close
friend and her sister and bother, their family being close yto ours then,
dihad died and was being burried. In fact there was a mix up: I ahd been
told he died the 3oth of augist and discovered reading the necrology
section that eh had died the 23rd. The 30th was the day it was published
in the necrology section of that paper. My dream f looking at a
paper....the dates: `not 24th but 25th`...Not same dates but a hint there....

But maybe it is not about that.....

When Ileare dof this an,s death, who was the same age as my mother, I
rmemebred `Like you were goijg to you mom,s funeral'.....

Childhood/mom...This man and the memories were linked to my childhood....
I then realized remembered that if my natural father is who I think it is,
then this man in question woudl ahve been...my uncle, the broher of my
natiral dad! `Like going to your mom,s funeral`= to a relative,s funeral.....

But go figure....


Tired, and I feel the legs swelling too now. Happens on and off,
swellinghere or there with whateve rit is we have....I think it has to do
with soemthign ingested..What?? Where?? How???? Fumes? Bugs? microbes? Not
bacterial anyway as the tests were done on the budges and bacterial came
out negative.....


Go figure....


Tired and babbly as usual then....


Tiem to get the laundry going. Fleh. Each morign I had to wake up early to
dry and fold clothes and cage bankets and so on so far this week.....

Say a lil prayer for Chelseigh.............................


Ad just to be on the safe side, for my mom too!

Chloe