Dreams 06.19.15

Was in an interior; some of it has faded, but I recall ending up in the living room (apparently of the house I grew up in?), spending time with my mother.  At one point, I sat next to her, letting her know I knew she had limited days left, but intending to make the most of what was left.  May have even leaned my head against hers, and/or stroked her dark (! - it was when she was younger, not at the time of her death) hair. Seeing as this specific scenario didn't happen in Reality, this may be 'processing mother's death via wishful thinking in dreams' stuff.  I asked her if she was in any pain; she said she wasn't.  I found myself hoping she wasn't just saying that to make me feel better.  The cat we used to have, which was hers, Maia, a siamese cat, was there with us. At one point I bumped the cat who may have begun to fall; I grabbed her so it was all right, but did get snapped at a bit by my other due to her anxiousness about the cat being okay, but again, reassured her that the cat was okay.

Ironically, though, the behavior dislayed in the dream (especially knowing someone's in pain but tends to downplay it) is more reminiscent of my father's current situation - so may be more about him. Perhaps the wishful thinking is in wishing that it could have been more like this with my mother. That relationship had long gone too ambivalent for such a scene as the one in last night's dream, although there was a hug the last time I saw her - wasn't like we were on the outs in any recent way at the time of our last interaction.  Just that terrible ambivlance of mine, of long, long standing.

No EE meditation
No biphasic sleep
Probably a bit low blood sugary, but didn't wake up starving at 1 am as did night before last