My dreams

When I was a teenager I dreamed of visiting a church. i was outside when I saw a Lady whom I recognized the Blessed Virgin Mary. She spoke to me, yet I can't recognized what she uttered and only to realized I was crying so loud that tears run fast down through my cheeks. i kneeled before the Lady somewhat asking for forgiveness, but she walked away down to the nearest room of a convent building. Then I stood and walk through the Church's front door. As I stood facing the mountain and the ocean I was amazed to see a Golden gate saw Jesus seated on a Golden Chair " Christ the King" alike. Then later my vision vanished. And I woke up. As I wiped my face, I felt tears on my eyes. Then I remembered I had a vision. I kept asking myself did I really saw the Blessed Mother? So I keep asking anyone from the convent if there is any figure or statue of Mother Mary in the room where she entered. When the woman said "yes" I was frightened, confused, but, happy as well because I have visions, which until now I can't measure its deep meaning.