Dream About Family Members And Past Lives

In this dream I was returning to the old house I grew up in and we had to take the trash out. We took it behind the garage to the trash can bin in the alley. We placed the trash in the can and made sure that trash was ready for the dump truck to pick up. My cousin Ernestine who passed away a few years ago was in my mom's bedroom. She was taken care of the baby and the baby look like her daughter Michaela who also passed away several years ago. She was walking in the bedroom and holding the baby. Then she had to change the baby's diaper. My 28 year old son Alex entered the room, but he looked like a little kid. He got onto the bed, laid on the bed and rested his hands underneath his chin the kind of smile and talk to the baby as a baby with being changed. He was of doing baby talk and things like that for a while and as Ernestine was getting the baby ready to go to daycare. The baby was so cute and precious. I went upstairs to my old bedroom. I think Christi was with me. I went up there to look for some clothes or something like that. When Alex came up he was now his 28 year old self. I remember something about a car in the driveway and that's all I can recall In the second dream I was at some kind of public workshop or maybe it was a dance. There were two or three young black men in there mid 20's standing against the wall talking. One was from like Atlanta and he was talking about how he was looking for a church home and as they were talking they were talking about he wanted to settle down and get married in like a white woman and he was like no I can't hear me the dating things like that but I got to marry your sister. And then they were making jokes like we don't want potato salad with raisins and things like that just rhetorical stereotypical jokes about white women white culture but I didn't tell them that I was married to a white lady I just let them talk and figured if we met again they figured it out or opportunity presented itself I would say something about how I felt the very same way after returning from a trip to Atlanta, that I would not marry a white woman. I told the young man in bed since he lived in Lincoln he should maybe still consider Salem Baptist Church in Omaha stretch a group in it's a large black church. And the next thing I know I was in the church and I was looking for a seat and I could see my step dad what passed away sitting on the left side of the church and so I was going to walk around till I can sit on that side also. Woke up and found it very interesting that I had you dreamed about three people that were close family members who had passed away within the last 3 to 6 years.