The Dream

So while my then wife was away "visiting" her parents and be driven nuts by them, I suffered at our home alone. We had talked and our future together was uncertain. At first I dreaded climbing in that big lonely bed all by myself. But one night when I was tossing and turning in the big cold lonely bed that all changed.

I dreamed that I was alone in the bed and dreamed she was not there and I was miserable, but then when I "woke up" in my dream and turned over she was there and I had just been dreaming she was not. In my dream I would smile and while having this dream I would be happy and feel warm inside because for a moment she would be there.

Then I would wake up and turn over and of course she was not there. I had this dream almost nightly. I always enjoyed the dream until I awoke at the same moment when I turned over happy she was there and just as I kissed her I would wake up.

Over and over this dream happened for a month. After awhile it started driving me nuts and I feared I might lose my mind. Until one night, the last time I had the dream, when I had it and woke up turned over like I always did and this time she was really there. I smiled remembering she had returned that day and was the happiest man alive. I smiled as I  leaned over and kissed her on the lips just like in the dream. It was a moment I would soon not forget.

1 Hour From Home

We all learn valuable life lessons and often when we learn them it's too late. One day on the way from school about an hour from home my then wife and I got in a fight. I was stressed and I stupidly stepped out of the car with us yelling back and forth.

Then I watched dumb founded as she drove off. Surely she was just blowing off steam and she'd be back I thought. I mean it was my only way home. So I waited and waited but she never returned. I dialed my friend but she couldn't get me. I thought about walking but it was a long highway and in certain areas there was no real place to walk. I sat on the ground truly unsure what to do next. I mean sure we argued but to drive off and leave me stranded. That was too much. I called our house no answer time and time again.

So I did what I dreaded the most I called my mom. She drove the hour there to get me while I bummed around in Wal-Mart. Then we drove back the hour. But she wasn't there. Not at home. Not anywhere. I was worried and confused.

Turns out she jumped on a plane and went home to her parents having left me stranded an hour from home. I was back now but I was alone. I knew it was not over. If there was one person she hated more than anyone it was her dad. I knew she would be back.....