Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Dream Warning!

It was in the year 1973, and we were living in the slums of Brooklyn, NY. Our apartment was on the third floor of an old tenement building. There were two other families living in the building.
We had recently purchased a color tv. They were not common in our neighborhood. Black and white tv was still the accepted norm. My husband would often invite our downstairs neighbor upstairs to watch baseball or football. The color tv was enjoyable to all of us.

One day, after taking my older daughter to school, straightening up the apartment, and picking up a few items from the store, I decided to take a quick nap in my daughter's room. I would get up in time to pick her up from school. While I was asleep, I dreamed that someone was going to break into our apartment. "Get up and get out right now!" The voice from my dream was saying, loud and clear.
When I became fully awake, the warning was still echoing in my mind. "Get out of here. Someone is going to break into your home!" I even thought about going to the police precinct,
but I didn't dare. They probably would have laughed at me. On a dream? The police couldn't have acted on that information, could they?

I moved quickly and left home real fast. I visited with a neighbor for about an hour or so. I wanted to talk to her about the dream. But I decided to keep it to myself. I picked up my daughter from school, and we took our time walking home. I didn't want to frighten my daughter so I didn't mention the dream to her. When we climbed the three flights of stairs to our floor, the apartment door was ajar. I know I did not leave it like that. I'm so very sure I locked that door. I was afraid to enter into the first room. We ran down the stairs, across the street to a friend's barbershop and asked him if he would come in the apartment with us. He assured us that he would do what he could.

Sure enough, someone had been in our home and taken the color tv. We looked and searched
around, but that was the only item missing. The place was in shambles. Drawers were emptied
on the floors. So much was scattered about. But to this day, I often think of that warning from the dream. It probably saved our lives to not to have been there when whomever it was that decided to break in on that afternoon. Our guardian Angel was certainly looking out for our family. I give much thanks.

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