Another night of another dream with my parents in it leaving with me and gasping for meaning and trying to make sense of it. As I stirred, I heard myself calling my parents: "Come.... Come..." (來喔...來喔...)
Tonight's was more of a struggle, unlike last nights which was bitter sweet. I saw my parents sweating and exerting great effort carrying things up and down stairs and escalators. It seemed to be dad's old office building, the main branch of the bank he worked in till retirement. He seemed to be lugging a flat screen tv, whereas my mum trailed behind with bags in her hands... At one point they had to pause and rest. They couldnt keep up.... They looked tired, panting and looked so frustrated. Dad stopped and put down what he was carrying and s aid he needed to make a call...
Yesterday, another dream. I saw myself with them. They looked so well, so healthy and relatively happy. I seemed to be trying yo persuade them to buy some airline frequent flier miles, ones you can use to redeem for award tickets. I was telling them the joys of flying in business class, how comfotsble it is, how you can literally fly around the world for the same price as an economy class ticket from north America to Asia...
They looked moved, excited. I told them how they could go see my nephew in Europe, then come see me in Canada...
I woke up, and they disappeared. I longed for them. I called put for mum, for dad...
But of course they were not around.
They ha've not been around for a long time....
