Leimamo’s Life

Ok, this may sound strange and in fact it is. Saturday night we were invited to our friend’s house for a little pa’ina. Their cousin is leaving for Hawaii tomorrow so they had a little bbq for him. This was the first nights in months that I drank. I din’t get drunk really but we had an enjoyable time. We finally left their house at about 2 a.m.

Anyway, I had this really weird dream that we repeated the entire night where we ended up in bed as we really were. But then I dreamed that I heard a noise in the kitchen and I called out for my oldest son. No one answered so I got out of bed, walked to the kitchen and when I took the corner, there was my prodigal son. He was dressed in his former favorite garb - a white T-shirt and an i’e (pareau, lava-lava, etc.). Anyway, he was leaning against the side of the fridge and he looked really tired. Beside him was a plastic disposable container that usually holds a corsage with a label of a florist on it.

I asked him if they had released him early since (in my dream) it was only May and he’s not due for release until July. He told me that he had to follow the florist delivery guy back to the shop so he could pick up something that someone had ordered for him. Then he said my oldest son was with there too. Then I asked what else happened. He said he left my oldest son in the shop and slipped out so he could come home because he missed us so much.

That’s when I sort of wailed and yelled a few colorful adjectives at him. I could feel my heart just breaking because this would mean that he’d be listed as an escapee. In my dream I told myself that this isn’t really happening. It was just too horrific for it to be real. Then I dreamed that I woke myself up from my dream and hubby was there to reassure me that my son was not in our house.

I think I scared myself so much that I really woke up and I told my hubby about the dream. He didn’t say anything, he hardly ever does. An hour later, I kid you not, my prodigal son calls. He told me he’d been trying to call the previous night but we weren’t home. I told him that I had a dream about him but I didn’t get into the specifics because I didn’t want him to realize how much he misses being at home. He told me he was doing good and also that he’ll be joining the softball team and he quit smoking. I told him I was very proud of him.

Later in the evening I told my hubby about our prodigal son calling. I told him it was kinda weird that I had that dream then find out he had been trying to call me the night before. Was this just a coincidence? A mother’s intuition? ESP? This isn’t the first time this sort of thing happened to me but it still sort of freaks me out just a little.

I forgot to mention this. After getting off the phone with Prodigal Son, I realized I had some messages on voice mail. When I checked it, it was my oldest son. The one from the dream. Now why would I dream of both of them and not my youngest son too? Told ya it was really freaky.