A dream, a camera and my Grandpa

I just woke up from a dream that I will hopefully never forget. It was of my grandpa who has been gone for some time now. I'm not sure how it started, because it was a pretty lengthy dream, but I just know that for a short time I was with him again.

I was staying at his house, in my dream a rather large estate, and was unpacking my camera bag when I stumbled upon my grandpa's old camera. I took it out and started to try to use it when the lens shaft expanded like a moving train. When all was said and done the shaft extended for some length curving left and right and ended in a bubble like lens. I couldn't figure out how this thing could take pictures but I did get the contraption to retract and shrink back down to it's original size. Then, all of a sudden, my grandpa rounded a corner of the house and walked up to me and took the camera.

He studied it carefully noting that I must have tried to use it because he could see scratches on it which meant that I expanded it wrong. Showing me how to do it properly, he expanded it near a busy bee hive that was behind the camera. Without saying a word he took off the back of the camera and pointed it to the hive, calmly saying to watch out for the bees. He gently took a picture and that, was that. I woke up.

The point is that I was able to spend just a few minutes with my gentle grandfather and I remembered him just the way he was. I decided to post this right after I woke up so I wouldn't forget this dream, a precious gift from God ... Thank You.