Interpret This

I had the strangest dream last night. Actually it was early this morning, just before I woke up. I remembered it really well this morning, but not so much this evening, but I'm going to try to put it done.

I dreamt that my mother was alive again (I've done that a lot since she passed in 2008), I kept wondering if she was sick, but thinking, no she can't be. She's already died once, she has to be better the second time around. I gave her a hug when I said good bye, something I didn't do too much, because it hurt for her to be touched. When I kissed her on the cheek, she said, "Don't worry, you don't make me cry anymore. You don't make me cry." I have no idea what that meant, but then the dream changed.

I was outside, and my purse was laying flat on a slab of concrete. A woman came up to it, looked longingly, like she wanted to take the bag and run, but decided against it. I went up to her and told her because she did the right thing, God would not condemn her. This is something I would never say, at least not in that way. She kind of huffed and said something about not believing in God's condemnation (I can't remember exactly now), and I just said, "well I believe it".

Then the dream changed again. My mom was healthy and on her feet, watching my kids again, along with a baby daughter I never got to see (I only have two boys in real life). I was late for work, it was almost 11:00, but I realized I don't get to see my infant daughter ever, so I found where she was napping. Come to find out she was almost two years old. She talked to me a little, but didn't call me mommy. She could say daddy, but when I asked her can you say mommy, she said "no".

My uncle says dreams are a way of your subconscious dealing with your everyday stress even while you're sleeping. He's pretty good at this interpreting stuff. I'm not sure what he would think about this one, but I'd like to pick his brain a bit.