On April 28, 2022, I dreamt two fellows from my past. (Just so you know: We had become friends when they had approached me when I worked in the license plate area at the Denver Motor Vehicle Department. They did not speak English and needed plates for a car they were driving home to Guadalajara, Mexico. Because I spoke Spanish, I helped them and they said they would return in three or four months and wanted me to meet their sister who would be returning with them. Four months later I received a post card from Mexico where they let me know they would be in the Denver area sometime around August. Sure enough, on August 15 they appeared at my office with their sister. The four of us became friends and we spent many times in each other's company. Through the years we continued our friendship of more or less sixty-five years.)
This picture is how I remember the younger brother!
Back to my dream of April 28 when I dreamt both of the brothers and we were laughing at how our friendship had begun. They sat across from me at a table and looked exactly how they looked when I met them. One was wearing a green suit while the other one had a white polo shirt. We remarked how amazing it was that we had become such good friends.
This a more current picture of the older brother.
The following day I texted their sister in Guadalajara and told her all about my dream. Her response surprised me. "Did you know that April 28 is when my brother passed away four years ago? I told her I had no idea and we both agreed it was a strange coincidence. Her older brother passed away about five months ago, around November of last year, yet they were both in my dream.
Could this have been a reminder from heaven that I should pray for them? Odd that I dreamt them on the anniversary of the death of the younger brother. For a few moments, in my dream, we were young and enjoying each other's company just like we did so many years ago!
"People think dreams aren't real
because they are not made of matter and
particles. Dreams are real! They are
made of viewpoints, of images,
of memories and puns and lost hopes."
Neil Gaiman
