posted on May, 28 2015 @ 08:12 PM
So I had a dream this morning.
It was sort of strange.
My husband and I were at a lake, and I remember seeing the fishing pole. It was bending and the bobber was running. Clearly, there was a bite.
Now, I never saw my husband, so I just assumed he was there because I was yelling at him, "Set the hook! Set the hook!" over and over because
that's what you do when you have a fish running with the bait - you set the hook to hook the fish. It was at this point I noticed it wasn't my
husband who had the fish on the line. It was our son who was holding the pole, and just that fast, the fish drags him straight under.
Now, the kid never moved or made a sound, and I never felt any fear. I just jumped in after him, grabbed him by the armpits after feeling around a bit
and pulled him and the fish out of the water. It was a pretty big fish, too. Easily nearly as long as my son is tall.
Then I woke up. Probably why I remember that dream at all.