In My Wildest Dreams (#735)

Some things are meant to be experienced and remembered and shared.  No matter how strange and bewildering and mysterious.  This is one of them.

Last night after an extremely rare restless sleep, I got out of bed at 1:30.  A man I had known as a classmate at the Sacred Heart grade school in the 1960s kept coming into my consciousness. I knew that he had passed on in December, 1997.  But I had not a clue why I was thinking of him now.

My last contact with him was a chance meeting at the Turkey Hill gas station in Nesquehoning, Pennsylvania (the town where we had both lived, once upon a time).

While putting gas in my car he walked by, we recognized each other, did some catching up.  Then, he told me he was moving to California where his two brothers lived.

He asked me if, upon his return, I would go out to dinner with him.  I agreed, we hugged and parted ways.  It was late March 1997.

I already knew that my fellow classmate had Hepatitis and that as a Vietnam War veteran he was also battling with other demons.

I knew he would not be returning. Maybe we both knew.  But we saw the possibility of a future dinner date as a sign of hope.

So back to the present.  I got on the internet and typed in the obituary for my friend, David Hunadi.  When it came up, I just sat and stared at the screen.

His birthday was 69 years ago today: March 13th, 1950.

Happy Birthday, dear David ~ you are not forgotten.

Say you’ll remember me ~

Say you’ll see me again 

Even if it’s just

In your wildest dreams ~

 

 

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Born under a wand'rin' star.... living in my Winnebago, traveling the country, explorer/adventurer, photographer, writer, chi master, massage therapist, retired teacher/counselor, work camper. Appreciation for the freedom to do it all. Enjoying life's ultimate lessons of trust, respect, and grace.
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7 Responses to In My Wildest Dreams (#735)

  1. Sherrill J Parry says:

    Gives me chills Annie. Amazing how things work through your mind. Shortly after my dear sister passed (she my my closest one to me) While walking Barney on a very cold morning I passed a small tree, and in the tree were about four cardinal birds. I always heard the saying when a cardinal is seen angels are near. All of a sudden I felt a very warm breeze across my face. I felt warm all over and very blessed. Something I will never forget. And I couldn’t help but smile. I miss her dearly.

  2. nomaggsrush says:

    Spooky! This sort of thing happens to me a lot – I can’t get someone out of my mind; I phone, they feel low/ are poorly/worried about something.

  3. Leya says:

    Thank you for sharing an extraordinary experience. So well written it made my thoughts wander…Take care.

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