My Dream and Freud

Yesterday afternoon, I talked to my Mom about a day trip my boyfriend and I took. I told her about how much fun it was an how my sister would really enjoy it. She told me that maybe in the Summer she'd come down here with me for a few days and I could play tour guide. This made me so happy, especially since I've been seriously missing my family lately. That night, I had a dream where not only was my sister at my apartment, but my Mom was. I was taking her around the place, showing her random things with great pride, such as my toaster and my book shelf. I couldn't help but think about Freud after this. Though there was no mention of my Mom coming down in the conversation, I still wanted her too. It was never stated that I missed her, but I do, and greatly. Don't get me wrong, I miss my sister as well, I just thought it was cool how my Mom was the main character in my dream, especially since I have missed her very much over the past week.