The dream happened this morning. I dreamt that I was 40 minutes late to my father's funeral (in real life, he already died). In my dream, I was stuck at a substitute teaching job, babysitting an empty classroom while holding a baby. I asked the school principal if I could leave b/c there were no students, so that I could go to my father's funeral but he said no, so I left the school (I gave the baby to the school secretary in my dream) and drove to the church where the funeral was taking place. But, by the time I arrived, it was nearly over and my whole family was angry that I was late to my own father's funeral and shunned me after that and refused to listen to me.