I’ve had some pretty particular dreams about what could happen in my future and some dreams that scared me out of my sleep and made me cry. Someone told me a while ago, the dreams that you remember are the ones that you should be worried about. Even though it seems like an old wise tale, but it somehow made sense in a confusing way.
The good dreams that I’ve encountered are the one’s that actually stay on my mind, I dreamed of having my two little girls when my boyfriend and I, began dating six months into our new relationship. Five years later there was Leslie and Loxley in my arms at memorial hospital, both of my girls also had the same nurse they too are a year apart.
I also dreamed of them both being girls and the just of my blessing, they both appear to be girls. That’s how I know that dreams do come true. While sharing a now six year relationship with their dad, I dreamed that he would be my husband. I was able to see his face in my dream, the tuxedo he was wearing and his mood in my dream.
I’m trying my best to follow that dream but it has become a disappointment, due to the broken measures that I keep having to face by him. I now have disbelief that, that dream isn’t going to come true, I just don’t see it happening.
I love having good dreams it’s so beautiful and heartwarming, but just on the one particular dream I’ve grown to have so much doubt about even becoming a married woman. This generation is lacking in love and romance so bad, I’m about prone to the adulterous single life behavior. I want change and sometimes can feel it, but that feeling never lastes.
I don’t want to give up on my dreams of becoming a wife, a dancer or whatever is destined for me, I’ll put my dreams aside for now and carry on living my best life and doing what I want that’ll bring peace and satisfaction.
