True, but it was the exact same dress: no pattern, just blue, same shade, same cut. Most likely I must've seen her wearing it before and forgotten about it until my subconsciousness remembered it in the dream. Or else the dream was a mystical precognition of some sort.
This is actually the second time it's happened, and the first time was more bizarre. I had a dream about someone I hadn't seen in ten years. And the next day he came into where I was working (several towns over from where we used to know each other). He had grown a viking beard and was wearing sunglasses, and I didn't recognize him at first. But he recognized me and it all came together creepily: being addressed familiarly by an apparent stranger, and then realizing he been in my dream the night before. The odds of it must've been pretty small, because he had joined the merchant marines and was living in Alaska, and he was only back in the area to visit family.
I have to go to church because my mother has dementia and she not only can't drive herself, but I have to go in with her because she can't even remember how to find her pew after she's received communion. It's funny, I think I was an atypical child because I was a Jesus nerd and I didn't find church boring. I liked it and became an altar server. But now I find it painfully boring. I've reverted to childhood, but this time I'm a normal kid, and I inwardly sigh to myself and think, "o my God, this is going on forever. When will this be over?"
