When old dreams come back to haunt us...

This morning Mum reminded me of a dream I had about 2 years ago when I was living in Germany. I don't remember the dream, but Mum tells me I told her roughly what happened. Now, though she tells me that it was true, but that she couldn't tell me at the time because of a promise she'd made and because she hoped she wouldn't ever have to tell me I guess.