Where are the Red Flowers

In 1995 I lost my Gran and I was heart broken. She was everything to me, the stalwart and matriarch of the family. The cement that held everyone stead fast to the hearth.

I had just started Psychology at Liverpool University, it was January and my Gran was gone.
The lecturer told me I had to write a statement to say why I couldn't complete assignments and hand it to her in writing. I had just lost my Gran what more could be said.

Two years later having failed my Psychology degree I embarked on a career that I have fought against for years. Nursing, it was in the blood my Aunt was a nurse, a Matron. I had a lot to live up to.

Three years of struggle, tears and lots of pain and suffering I realised that it was just not me. I was going to fail and then I had a dream.

The dream started with Winter.

A Green Hill barren except for wild grass.
I had decided that there was little point in placing red flowers on that hill for no one ever bothered to collect them.
I went back to a huge building that looks like a Comprehensive School near my home and told the girl "I cannot be bothered to put the red flowers on the hill today, no one ever takes them"
She agreed and then in happened.

My Gran walked into that building, she was happy and well [I had dreamed about her before but this dream was extremely significant to my life, my future].

She said "Where are the red flowers"
I replied "Oh Gran if you want red flowers, I shall give you red flowers!" I was overwhelmed I hugged her tightly.
She hugged me back! she said to me "I am so proud of you!" she hugged me tightly and then the dream was over.


Reality dawned.
Guess what I had passed my Nursing course!!!!!!!! I was a fully qualified, f ully fledged registered nurse. I was over joyed.

I told my Mum, I comforted the two that had failed I felt for them I really did. I knew that pain.

I had to have red flowers so we bought red carnations, my Grans favourite flowers are red carnations.

They are blooming in our garden today, right now in 2007 yes my dream was wonderful and I know without a shadow of a doubt that dreams are telling us things and there is life after death my friends.