Here’s a bit of a back story:
My Grandmama, my dad’s mother, was one of my best friends growing up. She would watch my brother and I while our parents were at work. I have so many wonderful memories with her, I could write a novel on them. On top of that, I look exactly like her; so much that you can’t differentiate our elementary school pictures.
But, in late June of 2003, she passed away. To this day, I can see how much my family miss her when they look at me. Her parents, my great grandparents, I can feel their hurt and love when they look at me. I can feel the grief in my core when I look in their eyes.
A few nights ago, I had a dream that I was getting married to my current boyfriend. I was walking up the church steps and all of my female family members were on both sides of the stairs. As I walked up, all of them were patting my back, giving me side hugs, but I never touched their hands with my own. On the top left step, there she was; my Grandmama. I think she’s only visited me once before and I can hardly remember, but this was so vivid that I think it will be remembered. As I walked to her, she reached her hand out and I grabbed it as I kept walking. Our grip tightened until we finally let go because I had walked too far away; but I walked about three more steps afterwards. I turned around and looked at her, and she was so beautiful. She was young and she was radiating to the point I couldn’t see anybody passed her. I walked to her and embraced her in the only way you embrace somebody when you haven’t seen them in fourteen years. Even if it was a dream, hugging my Grandmama was the most comforting event that could have happened. I cried. I cried so hard in her shoulder that I felt my abdomen shake and I held her so tight. Next thing I knew, my alarm went off and it was time for work.
It was a dream, but it was the most real feeling dream I have ever experienced.
Young the Wise 
Loved reading this, Hope. I feel it was a very strong dream or she visited you. What stands out to me the most, all of the women on the stairs that love you and reach out to you, but your Grandmama is the ultimate role model and is as the dream goes, the top in your life of role models. So awesome when things like this happen, thank you for sharing. I will leave you with this:
2 Timothy 1:5 “Recalling your tears, I long to see you so that I may be filled with joy. 5I am reminded of your sincere faith, which first dwelt in your grandmother Lois and your mother Eunice, and I am convinced is in you as well. For this reason I remind you to fan into flame the gift of God, which is in you through the laying on of my hands.…”
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