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As I mentioned in my comment on the original post, I don’t remember my dreams. They just dissipate like vapor in a few seconds after waking up. But I have been reading all the responses from different bloggers and that did trigger a memory from my teen years.
I was around 16-17 and was an avid reader even then. I dreamt that my mother is not dead but has walked away from her family and now wants to meet me. There was a lot of confusion and I was looking for her in a lot of places. At one point I was at a huge railway terminal waiting for a train. Perhaps she was to arrive on it. The dream ended without us meeting each other.
I am sure it was triggered by one of the books I was reading at the time. I lost my mother to Rheumatic heart disease when she was just 26 and I was just short of turning six. At that age, the concept of death wasn’t clear to me and the realization that she was no more took many years. I think in my subconscious, I wanted her to be alive so that I could at least meet her and know her as a grown up.
Anyway that dream was a one off. It brought a huge feeling of disappointment but thankfully I didn’t dream that dream again!