The dream was so frustrating. I had gone to find my ex-husband in South Carolina,and meet his wife, but there was no one home. The door was open, the dog was barking, so I let the dog out and went inside. (This is the husband that abused me for 7 years…)
The house looked like the people had just left. I thought maybe his new wife was in the house or on the property, so I kind of wandered from room to room. Floated around, I guess you would say, looking at toothbrushes, and empty plates on the counter. An empty living room… It was so deeply disturbing-I have tears in my eyes now.
I went back outside and looked into a van parked in the yard. I knew it was theirs, it looked just like the old one we had purchased when we were married. But empty, no one, everything lonely and abandoned.
When I woke up this morning at 5, I was filled with a crushing sense of loss, of grief, of aloneness.
I sat at the kitchen table and sobbed.
Then , somehow, I said a fervent prayer, and got a cup of coffee.
I am losing everyone, and I will be alone. That is what the dream meant.