I had a beautiful dream today (I wrote this text on the 24th of March 2024).
After waking up and recalling the dream, tears literally poured down my face. My late Grandmother Jadzia (from Wolomin, Masovian voivodeship), who passed away a few years ago, was the main character of my beautiful dream. I dreamt that I was walking and doing street photography on Warsaw’s streets. Undoubtedly, I remember that I was at the tram station. Then, I saw my Grandmother, who was with a group of children up to ten years old. The children looked poorly; they looked as if someone hurt them earlier. Still, I remember Grandmother explaining many things, and they listened to her attentively and with smiles on their faces. Then, I heard her speaking about me. She did not see and notice me, but I remember when I got closer to them, my Grandmother said something like this:
He works as an accountant and takes many pictures on these streets, and I am proud of him. I will also be proud of you, my Dear Kids.
Once I heard these words, I was filled with a sense of pride and inspiration. Once I heard it, I decided I wouldn’t interrupt them. I decided to return to do street photography and leave them because I would call my beloved Grandmother later and tell her I saw her supporting other children. When I walked away, I decided to turn around. Once I did it, I waved to my Grandmother because our gazes met. When she smiled at me and waved back, I realized it was my Grandmother’s and children’s souls that appeared before my eyes. When I realized it, seeing my beloved Grandmother smiling and waving, I woke up with tears in my eyes. I must admit it: tears poured down my face lavishly after dreaming.
I do not believe in ghosts and paranormal activities. Still, in this case, I simply believe my beloved Grandmother appeared in my dream and expressed her love and pride in me.
