MY LIFE IN A DREAM (a true story)

I dreamed the other night that I was lost in my hometown.  I wandered down streets I should have known past landmarks I should have recognized, and yet everything was strangely unfamiliar.  It wasn’t scary, but incredibly sad, and I cried as I turned corner after corner feeling more and more disconnected.

Suddenly, a big, black SUV pulled up beside me—finally, something that felt right—and the window opened to reveal my husband at the wheel. 

“Get in,”  he said gently.  “We’re going home.”

I woke up next to him, just as I’ve done for many years, and I wasn’t crying at all.

Of all the paths my life could have taken
Walking this one with you has been my salvation.
~lmb

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