A rather significant bass guitar

After my uncle's death, only an old guitar and a bass were what he left to us, nothing much. His ex-wife took his guitar and my mom kept the bass. Since nobody in my family was into music, my mom was going to sell it. She found some buyers but no one offered a good price for it. Soon, my father said why don't we keep it since it was the only thing he left after all.

The bass was sitting idly in my house for almost 3 years before i picked it up again last month. It is still in very good condition. Luckily my mom didn't sell it. The guitar was doing the same during this 3 years. Nobody had played them since my uncle's death. So i called his ex-wife, my aunt, for the guitar. When i saw her carrying the guitar to me, i almost cried. The guitar was inside a black rubbish bag, and covered with a thick layer of dust. I am so sad that a musical instrument is treated as such. Well it wasn't the only bad thing, due to its age and lack of maintenance, the guitar is severely damaged and couldn't be repaired anymore. There is only one place left for the guitar - the rubbish bin. I felt so sad, as if the guitar was a patient in deep suffering and had no chance to heal again, and i was the doctor and i had to end his life for good, when i threw the guitar. 

Recently, i had a dream. I rarely remember my dreams, and even rarer, i had this dream for 2 times. It was about my uncle. The dream always started like this, i was waiting for something or somebody, obviously waiting for my uncle, because after he appeared, i would follow him. He was wearing a grey turtleneck and a thick grey coat, super smart. After that, i followed him into a building which looked like a shopping mall. On the way, a lot of people were greeting to my uncle, and most of them were dressing strangely, by my guess, i think they are some sort of fashion designers. Then it stopped here and i would wake up from the dream.

My mom said it was a sign, showing my uncle was really willing to let me play the bass. Well, having the same dream twice is quite strange. Hopefully, it is like what my mom said. I feel deeply honored to take on the bass. I will take really good care of it.  ^^

My uncle's bass.