A reader contributes a Dream…
“I was with my first lover (we had a very sweet relationship, but I got married to someone else and though we tried to keep our friendship, it went sour towards the end)… in the dream we held each other and it was very sweet and intimate and a feeling of pure joy and happiness being there in their arms. And in my dream I said to my daughter… I have never loved anyone as much as I loved them… if my parents were not completely against me marrying them we would have been together.
“I don’t think I have any regrets of not marrying them… I would not have been where I am, and my parents may have been right as to stereotype what my life would have been like with them… but who can tell what anything coulda/woulda been right?”
Yes, Dreams…
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