Years ago, I had a dream. I saw my Grandma Rose. She was crying. She was pointing behind her. I was inside looking outside. The sky became dark, even though where I was it was sunny. It became very windy, the wind pushing the darkness toward me. A man's hat was blowing in the wind as it moved along the sidewalk. I woke up afraid.
Shortly after that I was in my store which faced west...........The sky became dark, even though where I was it was sunny. It became very windy, the wind pushing the darkness toward me. A man's hat was blowing in the wind as it moved along the sidewalk.............Within the week my husband was dead.
Shortly after that I was in my store which faced west...........The sky became dark, even though where I was it was sunny. It became very windy, the wind pushing the darkness toward me. A man's hat was blowing in the wind as it moved along the sidewalk.............Within the week my husband was dead.