I had a strange dream

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I was standing in my room looking outside from my window when I noticed from the distance that the mountains seemed to be coming closer but I disregarded it as I thought my eyes were just playing tricks on me. But when I looked again, the mountains were looming just a few miles away from my house. OMG! I panicked. The world is “crumbling” like paper. I had to get the kids out of the house and run for our lives. “Hurry,” I shouted to my older grandson, "Grab all the food you can from the ref, and get some water too," as I shoved the plastic bags to him. I ran to my room. I can hear the ominous rumbling of rocks crushing and the buildings collapsing. I grabbed my bag with my ATM and some cash and run to get the kids out of the house. I pulled off the electric switch and I was not sure whether it was the main switch, but I had no time to find out because when I gazed up, a mountain was already crushing the walls of our house. My heart went to my throat and I could hear my ragged breathing. I and the kids ran for our life. I was carrying my grandbaby and his two siblings were trailing behind us. “Run, run,” I frantically shouted at them. My knees nearly gave in, as I pulled the kids out of the house. Outside, it was total chaos. Dust and mist swirled around, while people ran away from the incoming disaster. “Where is the evacuation center?” I asked some people but they were all in a daze. There was semi-darkness and, in the confusion, to grab all the food and water we might need, I let go of the baby. When I attempted to pick him up again, he was gone. My heart leaped to my throat and I cried out loud for his name. The swirling mist and dust didn’t help me at all, as I groped on the ground for my baby. “Please, help me find my baby,” I cried in despair to no one in particular. But I couldn’t find him. Suddenly, the rumbling stopped. I look at the mountains and they had stopped a few distances away from me. The cloud of mist and dust started to disappear as well. The landscape that I saw had changed. In the area where the mountains rolled by, there were no more buildings or structures – just mountains. With so much despair in my heart, I entered a building, that was not ravaged by the mountains, and there I saw babies and kids who were all lined up, sleeping on the floor. “Have you seen a 14-month-old baby?” I asked. I forgot all about my older grandchildren in my search for their younger brother. “I think you’re looking for her,” they pointed to a chubby baby. I ran to the baby with so much elation. In my dream, I have forgotten my grandbaby was a BOY. Anyway, with that feeling of relief and happiness. I woke up. What a strange dream. It was so vivid. I could still see and hear the thunderous sound as the mountains inched closer and closer to where we were. I usually interpret dreams there are vivid to me, but this one, I can’t seem to. However, I will think of it as a good dream because of the happiness and relief I felt in the end. What about you? Did you have any strange dreams? What are your thoughts about this dream?