Alimar Paranormal

Date of Dream:  4/09/08

I’m not certain exactly where we were, but in the dream my Dad and I were on the top of a building.  It was an old building in the middle of being restored.  And we were both on the top of the building, looking down over the side.  There was some kind of scaffolding on the side of the building, that you could see when peering over the edge.

For some reason, my Dad and I decided to climb up on some kind of fencing that was along the edge, perhaps to keep people from falling off, and my Dad’s section started to crumble, and he tumbled over the edge of the building.  I ran to the edge to  see if he was OK, and he was caught between two scaffoldings.  There was a space of about 3 feet between the two, and he was in that space.  I tried to reach him, but couldn’t, and two men appeared out of no where, and tried to rescue him.  (I didn’t recognize the men, as I didn’t see their faces).  The first one couldn’t reach him, but the second grabbed a hold of his shirt.  But Dad slipped through his hands and fell, to my horror, to the ground.  Thinking he was dead, I expected to see him lying still, but he sat up.  And my dream ended.

Possible Meaning of Dream:

I looked up “scaffolding” and there were several different ways to interpret what it means.  Since neither of us were climbing the scaffolding, I think it represents an opportunity. And since we were at the top of the building on the roof, it represents an opportunity for success. But then my Dad falls off the roof.  I try to save him, along with two other men, but he falls anyway.  Thankfully, it doesn’t appear as if the fall kills him.

Update: 2/12/2009:

Status on my Dad … He is aging very fast, and it saddens me deeply each time I see him.  No longer is he the vital, strong man he used to be.  What I see before me is an old man.  He has grown more feeble and has difficulty keeping his concentration (most likely the meds he is taking).  And according to my step-mom, he has become forgetful and almost careless (leaving the gas on the stove without lighting it, etc.).  She is being forced to treat him like a child at times, which makes him resentful.  But what else can she do?

So I guess in a way my dream of 4/9/2008 is coming true.  Dad appears to be falling down through a scaffolding, right through our hands.  It feels as if we are losing him.  Now I guess I need to wait for the time when he hits bottom, and then sits back up.