My mother came out of her room this morning and was crying and grabbed me by the hand and said "I have to talk with you alone"... In the kitchen, she held my hand and told me that she had a dream that difficult child was talking with her and confiding in her but she couldn't actually speak - could not use words. My mom said difficult child was using her hands and her face and her eyes. She said she looked like she does now, only a bit more mature looking, serious. Mom then said, "difficult child needs to have a car and I prayed about it after I woke from this dream and I want to give you money to help her get a car. Don't ignore this, my dreams have always been very powerful and I always pray to God to find the message in the dream. This is serious. Your daughter needs your support now more than she ever has in her whole life. I know you've done so much for her and that you've often put her first. And I know you want her to make her own way and do more for herself. And I'm telling you, she wants to also - but she is so overwhelmed and she feels so lost. You don't even know the half of what she's been through. Some of it she did to herself, but some of it she didn't. She's truly incapable of figuring things out for herself and she needs just a little more hand holding. When she's being stupid, yes, it's wrong to help her, but she needs you and you need to be a support to her. She's very afraid. I know this with all my heart. Knowing how she feels, I would give up my life for her. You have to believe me. This was not just a silly dream." Throughout this, my mother was crying, sobbing at times. I mean, at first I though, "oh boy, here we go..." because as I've posted before my mom has the early symptoms of dementia and often has nightmares. But this was entirely different than anything I've experienced with her before - she was genuinely afraid for difficult child. And then she kept saying something about "that boy that was killed - she just feels so awful about it, as if it was somehow her fault. She feels trapped and beaten down and as if there is no way out of this place she's in." I will admit, I was pretty shaken by the time I was able to calm my mother down. She was squeezing my arm so tightly. Then she said I had to take her home today so she could go to the bank and withdraw $1000 from her savings because she felt that God wants her to help difficult child get a car. I told her "okay" because with her memory coming and going I didn't think she'd remember. But I was wrong. She was the most lucid I've seen her in almost a year. Seriously. She recounted my first marriage, the separation and divorce, my marriage to my current H, the internet predator, all my jobs, EVERYTHING....meanwhile, all week long she's been asking me: Have you been married before? How did you come to live here? So, do you work? Who is missing from dinner tonight (easy child)? Where do I live? Who is your husband? And other stuff like that. This was scary, I tell you. Anyway, I'm not driving her home, obviously and I will not accept money from her and she will likely forget anyway (lol). But WOW!!!