I had this dream last week and the funny thing is, I never saw myself in the dream! Usually I see myself but this time it was like I was there living in the dream. I don't know how to say what I want to say but hopefully you know what I mean.
I apparently stilled lived with my parents (as I usually do in dreams about them) and had been taking a nap. My mom knocked on the door and then opened it up to tell me I needed to get up for dinner. I had the distinct feeling that I'd woken up moments before she knocked on the door so she hadn't exactly woken me but I was still in the process of waking up fully.
I opened the door and looked around at the wood paneling everywhere. As I stepped out of the bedroom, I was immediately in the kitchen. At the kitchen table were my grandpa from my dad's side and my Uncle Danny. I walked to the table and had to move something out of the way. It seems instead of a plate at my place setting, there was a small table that you'd use like if you were in bed. It was lopsided so only half of it was up. I took it off the table, finished folding it up, put it away and went to the cupboard to get myself a plate and silverware. I sat down in the chair and noticed we were all eating meatballs. Nothing else, just meatballs.
That's all that I remember about the dream. The weird thing is that my grandpa has been dead for 20 or so years. And I haven't seen my Uncle Danny in probably 30 years or more. I wouldn't recognize him if I ran into him on the street so I'm not sure how I knew it was him. I mentioned this dream to my father and he said it was an old memory from when I was little. Evidently my grandfather and uncle did come to visit us eons ago when I was just a little girl. I don't remember that. But I'm certain my mother never fed us just meatballs and nothing else for dinner.