Was That My Grandfather??

I'm not really a believer in the paranormal stuff, but I think my Grandfather, who I never met, came to me in my dreams. I had a dream a while back about the first day of school, when I met this sweet, gentle old man, who I felt a close bond with immediately when he spoke to me. Wait, I'll start at the beginning.
It was the first day of school, and Wayne (my instructor) sent us out to take pictures of people in the community. So I took my camera and went out. I came across a church, beside this church was a small strip of woods, so I went into them. Just past the woods was a nice old house, outside was an old man working away at something. I felt attracted to him before he even noticed me. Not attracted to him physically, but, as though he was someone I knew from a long time ago. He looked up a minute later from his work and noticed me. Immediately he smiled and called out to me to come talk to him. I became nervous and wary, and moved back a couple steps. His smile grew bigger and he again called to me. This time I came to him, and he smiled lovingly down at me. Not romantic 'lovingly' but, as a father would smile at his child, and I felt safe and secure in his presence. I introduced myself to him as Lisa, and a Holland College Journalism student, and told him why I was outside with my camera, and asked him if I could take his picture. He obliged, and I did, and he gave me his name, which I don't remember, Mr. something. Then he invited me into his house to have tea and cookies. I grinned and said yes. He put his hand on my back and led me inside, poured me a cup of tea - in a tea cup that much resembled the ones my Granny used to have- and put a plate of cookies on the table for us - again, like my Granny.- We had a lovely time talking and drinking our tea and eating cookies. Eventually I remembered that I had to go back to class and stood up to go, but I promised I would come back soon, because I'd had a lovely time with him. He smiled, and escorted me to the door, hugging me before I left and kissed my forehead.
A few days later in my dream, I tried to find my way back to the old man's house, but I got lost and forgot how to get there. I was very upset because I missed my newfound friend.
A few weeks later, I had a dream about him again.
In my dream, I remembered my way back to his house! I was so happy. I knocked on the door, and he came, looking very sad, but when he saw me, he smiled brightly and hugged me, saying how much he missed me.
I smiled and told him I was sorry I hadn't been there in so long, but I'd forgotten the way, but that I'd remembered again, and wouldn't forget it this time. He invited me in for tea and cookies and we again sat at the table and talked for hours before I had to go, but I promised to come back again very soon.
When I woke up that morning after my dream (cut short by my alarm) for some reason I looked at a picture of my Granny and Grandfather, and realized that the man in my dream, looked identical to my Grandfather. If it was indeed, he was a very sweet man, and I hope he visits my dreams often, and maybe he'll have Granny in one of them!! One can hope, right??


* To see an old man in your dream, represents wisdom or forgiveness. The old man may be a archetypal figure who is offering guidance to some daily problem.