I dreamt this in the winter of 2018. I dreamt I was in my early childhood home in a small community called (Hiddenite) if that matters. And I was sitting at the kitchen table. I was surrounded by family members some I knew from photos and stories some I did not. And my Paternal grandmother who passed in 2016 was there washing dishes or doing something in the sink. I was asked who are you by someone and I replied that is my Grandmother washing the dishes, I am her grandson. And she turned around and took my arm and we walked out of the house into the front yard. (I want to add before going further. This Grandmother I loved very much but we were not close really ever and I wanted so badly to make her proud of me back then but it was not easy to do.)

She looked at me holding my face with her hands and said I love you very much and want us to be close now and spend a lot of time together. I said but, Grandma you are dead. She said do I look dead to you. And then in front of us was a masterpiece old-timey blanket hand sewn the kind I have seen all my life in the NC Mountains. She said you are about to change out of yourself, I asked what and she repeated it. We started walking up the road. An entire year went by and I dreamt again of her and this time we were walking exactly where that first dream had stopped I could not believe it. But this time my last Grandparents lived. My Paternal grandfather died at 98 in perfect health and independence and was like my daddy really. I was walking with my Grandmother and she was so young in this dream I hardly imagined her unlike the first one where she looked as she always did to me. She said to me where I am going to go is so wonderful her words cannot express just how wonderful it is. I know I saw something when she said this and I replied you are right no words can express just how glorious and beautiful heaven is. But I was not allowed evidently to retain that imagine I saw with her. Then we reached the area where the old train depot used to be but was gone all of my life. And she pointed up and said you have to go through this soon to go home. I saw I am still nto certain what it was. I knew it was frozen in time what i was seeing and not the entire event. I saw a massive explosion in the sky grey clouds and pertruding from the main expolsive was tiny trails of smoke leading to whatever projects were blown away in the explosion and it looked like but not quite like octopus arms the smoke did in how they trailed from all around it out and down. And all of a sudden my Grandfatehr opened a round door in this thing and shown a light down on me like a spotlight and was smiling at me and was very young also. And then at the same time a light came from the back of thisd explosion and went to the heavens and I knew that was my eventual path to go home. Other than the precious few times I have dreamt of Jesus this dream meant and felt the most signifigant to me. IDK if this was an asteroid of some type or a weapon or bombs of some type. I have searched and searched and cannot locate any photo that looks like it of thigns expolding bombs or meteors etc.