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I had dreams about my grandparents. It was wild. I dreamt that my mom and I were walking in the field and in front of us was a woman. She had her back to us and she was sitting in a wheelchair. There were two chairs in front of her. My mother and I sat down in front of her and it was my grandmother, (my father's mother). She was sitting there in this black dress. It had a very high neck and she was wearing a cameo brooch at the neck. She had her hair up in a bun and she looked sad then my mom and I got up and started walking away. As we were walking away from grandmother, it started to lightly snow and the next thing you know, we transitioned: we were walking up the steps to my grandparents home. We go into my grandparents' house and my grandmother came out to us from the kitchen and said, "Would you like some milk and cookies?" with them in hand. She placed them down on the table and went back into the kitchen. Then my grandfather comes down the stairs and he was wearing his boxer shorts and a brown and white striped robe with his slippers on. He was like, "Hey how are ya?" He had a very fun and boisterous personality. He started walking into the kitchen where my grandmother was and I said, "Grandpa, Grandpa, wait!" He turned around and I ran and gave him a hug. (Now I was 16 years old when I had this dream and I was the same age in waking life as well), I gave him the biggest hug and held him so tight. I started crying in his arms and then I actually woke up crying from the dream. It was really intense. Six months later my grandfather passed away. My mom and I were at the funeral home, walking in, and then people began filing out because it was time to bury my grandfather. So we turned around and walked down the ramp. When I turned around, I saw my grandmother coming out from the funeral home in a wheelchair being pushed from behind. She wearing that same black dress with the high neck and the cameo brooch at her throat, and with her hair up in a bun like she did in my dream. I turned around and looked back at the limousine and it started to lightly snow.

@Susan Goodman I have had several precog moments while awake. I have dreamt about the past life I had. I’ve dreamt of my birth. Many different things. When I dream now, it’s more symbolic.