Nightmare #282 – Arms Full of Mom

“…the weirdest part was that she didn’t have any legs. I had to carry her…”

(Male, 30’s) The dream I had last night was so strange and weird and very, very sad.

I was in Washington D.C. and I have absolutely no idea why. It’s not like any part of the dream took place at a famous landmark. I just “knew” that’s where we were. Maybe it’s because it’s so close to the 4th of July.

But the strange thing is that I was with my Mother. The first strange part of that is that in real life, she’s dead. But in the dream she was alive, not doing too well but alive. She was deathly pale, almost bluish but the weirdest part was that she didn’t have any legs. I had to carry her. Mom was so light that it wasn’t a burden. She wrapped her arms around me and held on and that’s how we got around. Sometimes she was like a back pack. Sometimes I balanced her on my hip like a sack of groceries. It didn’t seem strange in the context of the dream.

We were at some kind of a college, maybe a hotel, maybe just a mall. There was no place to sit down and for that matter, no place where we were really heading. It was kind of fun to spend time with Mom, not doing anything in particular. Until I realized that she wasn’t doing very well, that she was really very, very sick… I mean in addition to not having any legs and having an extremely un-natural skin color.

And I started to panic. I didn’t know what to do. I was all alone in an unfamiliar city and it looked like my Mom was going to die. I knew I had relatives somewhere but they were all back in a different state and I didn’t know how to get in touch with them. Mom was going to die and leave me all alone.

And that’s the strangest part of the dream, because I’m a grown man. It’s really not that much of a catastrophe if I was left alone. I woke just as Mom was dying in my arms.

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