I want to share my dream with you. It has knocked me sideways. I don’t know what to feel.
Last night I had a dream. This dream is set in recent times. Since Nayely passed away.
In this dream I was just going about my daily business, Emileen was out of the house. Then I heard crying. Not the crying I’d associate with either of the 2 year old that live in our house but that of a tiny baby. A newborn. The crying sound of a baby Nayely’s age had she made it into the world alive.
I thought it must have been coming from next door or the TV.
The crying didn’t change, nothing about the crying changed. It just continued.
So I went in search of sound. I checked the TV. The sound wasn’t coming from there. I pressed my ear to the wall, it wasn’t coming from next door. This crying was in my house.
I went upstairs to find the sound. As I approached the bedroom Emileen and I share the crying got louder. The cry was coming from our room.
I opened the door and there in a bright white Moses basket was my baby girl. My little Nayely. Just as I remember her when she was born. Tiny, delicate but this time breathing, crying and dressed in a tiny white sleepsuit. I picked her up, I kissed her, I cradled her, I told her that I loved and then I cried. Our little girl was with us.
I called Emileen, I said I didn’t know what to do. What had happened? I was so confused. Emileen came home to find me sitting in our bedroom holding a little white sleepsuit. She cuddled me, kissed me on the head and then I woke up.
Like I said at the beginning this has knocked me sideways. Does anyone else have any dream experiences like this?
Nayely Adelpha Foundation 