In Dreams She Walks With Glee

Apologies to Roy for the title.

I had what may have been my first, and certainly most vivid, dream of Sadie since before she was born.  In the one before she was born, before I went to meet Deb, she was several years old and chastising me for making my kids-in-waiting wait so long to join the world.  That was why I was sure Sadie would be a girl.  She even turned out looking about right, and having a personality that fits the older version in the pre-conception “hurry up already” dream.  Anyway, this is the first vivid, well remembered one.

In last night’s dream, the three of us were in what my mind told me was supposed to be a library, but it was odd in that there were no stacks in evidence.  Deb was standing at a counter for some serious length of time, getting helped by a woman there.  I was watching and playing with Sadie in the middle of the mostly open, commercial-grade gold carpeted room.  Come to think of it, the room was roughly the same shap as our computer room, only much bigger, with the help counter being on the short wall analagous to where my computer desk is.

I held Sadie’s hands so she could stand with support.  Then I let go, standing by to catch if she started to topple.  Basically what I do now with sitting, which she can’t quite manage yet.  She loves standing, too, but I don’t try letting go of her as she’s not stable enough.  Anyway, she amazed me by taking a couple of steps forward!  Then when she started to lose balance, she tried to control it by walking backward four steps.  Then I caught her before she could fall and gushed about it, calling out to Deb at the counter, who unfortunately missed the whole thing.  It was so vivid in the dream, it might as well have been my witnessing her actual first steps.  I was so excited, but sad for Deb.

Another librarianesque woman was working in the room and saw it.  After all the excitement, she started messing with some kind of vending machine that was nothing more than a cardboard box on the floor near the door.  She was tossing coins into it, all dimes and nickels, apparently to supply the change people would get.  Asking her about it, she said something convoluted about it that I summed up as “oh, like one of those honor system snack boxes.” “Yeah,” she said sheepishly.  Then Deb was done, apparently not able to get all the info we needed, so we left and that was the end.

Sometime after that, I was having another dream, possibly related, which was odd in that it included an adult version of my big 9th grade crush.  I sometimes wonder what ever became of her, but have no reason for her to appear in dreams here and now.  I haven’t seen or talked to her since 1983.  If you Google Ellie Pimentel in quotes, presumably her maiden name at least once over, you get exactly one hit (until this post gets picked up): my original blog.

The snippet I remember, because I woke from it in surprise, had her driving a pickup, much like Deb’s, with me as a passenger.  We were talking animatedly, and she turned to face me so I got a good look at her.  I said “no wonder I had a crush on you!” by way of complementing how good she looked.  Which was better than I ever remember her looking.  In fact, the girl in the dream looked enough like her to be plausibly her, but only barely.  She also didn’t look anywhere close to the 43 years and 5 weeks old she’d be now; sort of unnaturally well preserved, a Dick Clark among women.  How strange.

But damn, seeing Sadie walk was so cool!  Even if it was in a dream.  I know she can hardly wait, but she’s got a good bit more development to go first.

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