Ghosts

I don't normally remember my dreams. When I do, they often feature pieces of my childhood - specific rooms of the house I grew up in, or the lot the house was on. Often, it only bore a symbolic likeness to these places. For example, it would always be a house that was the second to the corner, but not the actual corner. Or it would be a room very like the back room of our basement, but not actually that room. Still, I recognized it for what it was.

My mom and dad would often be a part of these dreams, but my brother and sister would not. I'm not sure why that is - perhaps they simply didn't make as big an impact on my life. However, that's changed over the last few months. Recently, my brother has started appearing in my dreams. However, the fact of his death was usually a component of the dream. Like, I'd be talking with Bill, and it would occur to me, "How can I be talking to you? You're dead." was one thing I thought in a dream.

On the other hand, my still-living sister has not been in any of my dreams of late.

I suspect my subconscious is working through thoughts of my mortality and using my dead family members as a proxy for my own death. It will be interesting to see if Trish appears in these dreams when she goes. However, I hope she has a long and healthy life, so I'm not anxious to find out.