My grandma died when I was eight, and I think I was twelve when my grandpa died.

I had the weirdest dream last night about them.

I was at a restaurant, I don't remember who I was with, or where it was. All I know is that I saw my grandma and grandpa at a table, and I think they were with my cousins that I am really close to. I don't know why they were there, and why someone else in my family was with them. All I remember is that my grandma got up and went to the restroom, and I followed her in there. When she came out of the stall, I was crying and she didn't remember me. I told her it was me, and then she remembered. I told her that I wanted to hug her before she went away, and I did. That is all I can remember.

I told my mom about it, she has dreams about them and their house all the time, but I never really had.

I do remember though, right after she died, even though I was older and I understood things, I wrote notes and left them on my end table. One I remember said:

God,
if you really love me, you'll bring my grandma back to life.


I never lost my faith, despite the fact that I was lost and confused.