I have been having wedding dreams lately. I have never been one to fantasize about my wedding. I have a hard time imagining myself in that kind of relationship at all. But the other night I had a lovely, lovely dream where I was marrying a student who was in the military.
Last night I had a dream that I was marrying Isaiah. My family was there. It was evening, a warm candle-lit room, pink and white roses, ridiculously poofy wedding dress. We sat around waiting for him to show up. When he finally got there (in the dream he was someone else by the way), we went into a bedroom, and I told him I did want to go through with it. Then it occurred to me that this might be cause for him to break up with me, which made me very sad. I went into the other room and calmly, eloquently (yes, it was a dream) made the announcement. Everyone drank champagne anyway.
We’re spending my birthday weekend in Vegas, but I’m going to try not to get married šŸ™‚

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