The second dream I had of him was very short and simple -- I was alone and scared in a dark parking lot, and then I saw him he held his arms out to me. I ran over to him and he gave me the most amazing, enveloping hug -- he lifted me off of the ground, but it wasn't rib-crushing like it would have been in real life. It lasted a long time and was sooooo wonderful.
Night before last I dreamed about my mom. We were at our old old property, on the gravel driveway, and I confronted her about her ED. She tried to wave it off, but I reminded her of her size when she ate well and ran every day (she was at least 4 sizes thicker then) -- that was obviously her healthy size. With this new size she barely eats and she looks famine-stricken. She doesn't glow, and she seems so tired and breakable. I don't live with her so I haven't watched her habits myself, but lil sis knows that she doesn't eat. :-(
Then yesterday I had this web of dreams that my psyche told me were sex, except they weren't. One part of it was about walls that poured water, with a thin ledge high up on which I stood and pushed others off when they tried to climb up (I've had several similar dreams in the past). Another part was me choosing these packaged items -- shoes, or ipods? something weird. they were 'sex partners' in dream-reality. The rest I don't really remember, but it was all that weird and non-sensual. I woke up feeling very dissatisfied and lonely.