My Dream: I Got It

I dreamed I got my parents back and I was frantic I'd lose them again.  They were in Louisiana or in the New Orleans.  I went through some dogs and had was gonna sing maybe in choir.  There were bats.  Things fell from some, like fur or baby bats that were unclear, like the bats sorta.  I saw a version of me and my mom and later maybe my younger brother, I was a bit healthier and that went away.  They were all pushing shopping carts.  Then, I saw my parents.  My younger brother came.  An old friend was there.  I remember talking about being Irish and just to see me, and I used a scooter.

So, my parents got sick and died each 2 years in a row.  My dad is more than 1/2 Irish.

It was a big open area.

I remember something about love earlier, too.  There was a teacher a bit taller who confided in a student even taller.  These people were in the Cleveland, Ohio area.  The teacher said she got me my degree maybe in music and that meant a plan, she made it made sense.  They were thinner.  The girl had smooth hair.

I think the dogs were big police dogs, like bigger.  One was said to have killed children as it was trained to do.  I think we were running from it.  I think I helped some children.

My mom looked cute, long hair and bangs, sweet and kinda shy.  My dad was strolling like wow.  He just kept looking.  My mom was more social.  He reminded me more of my dreams of my mom where she wasn't as responsive.  It's like he was someone else like a ghost in disguise.  My mom seemed like that but more genuine.  More waking up, I had a vision of my mom I think when she died or the day after, and it was like made by a god or force of nature.

Also, we went by a bank.  Someone else at least was with us, a tall female, who was young.  She had to fix something like that rolled.  It reminded me of looking at purifying cups before going to bed.  I remember talking to the receptionist, an older lady with maybe dyed, dark, short, wavy hair.  She was saying she was in a convenient location.  We walked through a big walkway, and it said "Mobile" in a few places, the company, for cell phones.  Maybe, it was wooden, and the door was mostly clear.  I guess she seemed like where we were, from Louisiana or the New Orleans area.  I guess I see like the difference sieved out of being from New Orleans versus the area, but it's still a little hard to tell.

I remember some ladies in charge when I "came to" around the dogs and may participate in singing with kids.  Also, I went to some fast food booths.  It's a bit hard to remember.  I got something, possibly food.  I've been wanting to eat at non-fast-food restaurants.

I remember about my moms saying she was Norwegian with a Norwegian family behind, and I was wondering but said I thought so but thought she was also Dutch.  She was sorta averting me.  I mean, that's the people she was around.  I said "Chinese," said I thought she was, and the Norwegian people were sorta acting like it was taboo. My mom was beginning to look that way.  They had kinda a hook face form.

I also remember a dude who was, like, Latino, with pale skin and dark hair, in the fight among the dogs.  He hit his head on things and it got more like a hook.  I think this was earlier.  He was up in the air or by the ceiling it seemed.  It was big and glassy, weird structure sorta, with slabs around.

I think it was day by the bank, nice out, not as sunny as Orlando but not as dreary and overcast as Cleveland and some of the nearer areas.

I remember waiting for my parents and thinking at least I get them back in my dream.  It's like they really saw me.  I guess it is nice I saw them together so.  I've had dreams with them both, but they seemed even more in conflict.