Lately my dreams have been so vivid and so real I often times wake up in a state of heightened emotions.
Last night I had a dream that Daddy flew to Verona, Italy without me. Not one to miss a dream vacation to Italy, I flew out there to join him. I remember walking through a beautiful stone cottage, situated in the picturesque hills of Italy, surrounded by vineyards. Oh yes, I was charmed and delighted.
I found Daddy relaxing on a back patio and surprised him.
Only to be told that I had to go home; that I shouldn’t be traveling in my condition. I was devastated.
And I woke up devastated!
I looked over at my husband, sleeping peacefully in the night. And I tried to fight the urge to slap him and rail at him for taking away such a wonderful dream vacation.
I was so aggravated, it took me awhile to let it go and fall back to sleep.
No one takes Italy away from me! 🙂