A few weeks ago, I had one of the most vivid dreams that Superman’s late wife was still alive.

In my dream, I was married to Superman and still pregnant.  It was like she had either been raised from the dead or had never passed.  She had her hair again.  She started talking to me and it was something to the effect of: “What am I going to do now that I don’t have cancer and you have my family?”  She wasn’t saying it maliciously, it was  a genuine inquisition of what her life would be composed of next.  It was almost like she was saying that she could not take them from me now that I had them as my family, but basically that I had taken everything that was anything to her in this life. I had known her while she was living and battling cancer as she and Superman were both members of my church.  Even though we were not close, but acquaintances that would speak every now and then, I know her personality to be very loving and caring, and she was saying these things in a voice that typified that type of personality.

Neither Superman nor Superboy were anywhere to be found in the dream.  She was not trying to get close to them.  While I was dating Superman I had vague dreams that were difficult to remember when I woke up, but it usually involved her still being alive and I was tossed to the side as the three of them went on to live their lives together as a family.

Maybe dreaming of her in this way signifies I’m feeling more sure of my place in this family, and her influence on me is fading.