The first one was about my Mom getting into a terrible car accident. During the dream, the name of the road was quite familiar, but of course, when I woke up, I forgot the name, so I can't warn Mom about it.
Thursday night, I had a dream about my dad coming home. Let me just mention here that my dad died nearly six months ago.
Last night, I dreamt that my sister was getting married and I was hiding out from the wedding party. My sister is 37 years old and has as much chance of getting married as the Cubs do of winning the World Series.