#16 - A Good Dream
Last night, I had a dream... the first good one in ages. I was married to a kind man. We had three kids - all of different ages - and at least 2 dogs. We lived in a decent house, much like the one I live in now with my family, in a quiet suburb neighborhood much like our own. We were happy... I felt so warm inside thinking about that, I almost forgot about the present. I cried when I woke up. *** It wasn’t a good dream merely because my “dream family” was perfect. It was good because I became the person I always wanted to be: sweet, loving, kind, patient, understanding, confident, and wise. Why can’t I be that way now?