The Volcano

I don't know what it is with me having such odd dreams almost every night this week, but I had another last night.

This time, I was in Florida visiting some family and friends. I was staying at my sisters' house, and I had both of my sons with me. Someone came running in the front door screaming about a volcano in the distance that was erupting right at that moment, and everyone in the house went running out the front door to see it. Sure enough, off in the distance, there was a volcano with a huge ash cloud pouring from the top, the entire sky in that direction was black and red. It was quite far in the distance, yet I had the feeling that it was actually a lot closer than it seemed. It still made me very afraid for the safety of my kids. It didnt seem to be doing anything in our general direction though, so I grabbed my camera and tried to take pictures of it, but they wouldnt come out right. Each one was a flash of bright yellow or red.

Just as I finally got a decent picture of it, the entire thing seemed to disappear in an instant. It was like watching it being rewinded; the volcano sucked all the smoke and ashes and explosion right back into itself.

Suddenly everything started shaking, and small bits of ash were in the air. It started to feel all too real and WAY too close. I ran inside and made sure my boys were alright, then everyone gathered in the living room to figure out what we were going to do. The volcano was now a serious threat, and we didnt know if it was going to erupt again, or what would happen to us if it did.

The rest of the dream was more of a blur than a memory, but the most vivid part was the fear and worry I had for myself and my kids, and whether or not we would survive. The last thing I remember was staring out the door at the volcano, and the colors in the sky, and wondering how I could make sure my kids stayed safe.