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.