I’m Listening

I have been having dreams about Indiana lately. One of the dreams was 100% from my grandfather and the other ones were either from my mother or grandmother. My grandparents were born and raised in Kentucky, they moved to Indiana when my mom was little. (I know I talk mostly about Kentucky so I didn’t want to confuse you)

My mother gave strict instructions before she died that when the time came and my grandmother passed, we were not to go there….ever. I never really questioned it…she knew her brothers and sisters better than I did. I talked my mother’s youngest sister a few times before things got ugly with the will and then I didn’t talk to anyone.

I had another dream last night and as I laid in bed this morning I though about calling my other aunt. I got up and started my day and forgot all about it. Later this afternoon my aunt from my dad’s side text me. I don’t hear from her very often so I was surprised but it was enough to trigger my thoughts from this morning. I found my mom’s address book and looked for the number I needed only it wasn’t in there. I called my Arizona brother and asked him to send my aunt a message on Facebook.

To make a long story short, she gave him her number and I called her. We talked for an hour and it wasn’t nearly as awkward as I anticipated. We didn’t talk about any drama, thank goodness. Mostly she talked about her stuff and I listened. There were a lot of things that I didn’t know. Grandma was my only window into that world so if it wasn’t on her radar I didn’t hear about it.

Someone on the other side was pushing me to make a connection so I did and I’m glad I did. She gave me her work schedule so I know when to call in the future. Ever since I hung up with her I have had “I’ll Turn the Radio On” by Walela stuck in my head. Only the beginning though…the old woman singing in the beginning of that song sounds just like my grandma did when she would sing. It’s actually been quite an emotional evening.

The rest of my day was the same old thing, running errands, and weekend chores, nothing too exciting….Zia

 

 

About dragonflyzia

I am just a woman finally accepting that I was never meant to be in the box. I don't fit into any stereotypes, please don't try and label me, that doesn't work either. I am embracing my uniqueness in ways that are new and challenging to me, so that I may continue to grow and never stop learning.
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