Tossed and turned last night, once I went to sleep I
felt I was in a very deep and cozy place. Eventually
I heard the alarm, it seemed like minutes later. My
daughter had to get up before 5 and her alarm was
making a lilting musical block tones. It sounded
like the “chimes”the cherub choir learn to play in
Which made me have a light dozing sleep dream. It
was filled with the man of my dreams! He was not
tall nor short, he was not light nor dark-haired. I
came to know him quickly, he was not rich and didn’t
live in a mansion. He was not poor and live in squalor.
He had the easiest laugh that made me feel warm inside.
I saw him smiling and laughing with children around
Once we became friends in my dream, he made the most
fun out of the simplest things. He tended to be overgenerous
and would offer strangers his jacket if they were cold. He
often would somehow sense my feelings, like when we were
in the movie theatre, I barely shivered. He offered to go get
my sweater I had forgotten in the car. He exuded such
warmth, I shook my head and just snuggled in under his
arm. It was enough to not need anything else.
When we were apart, he contacted me through his cell
phone, emails and also, leaving messages in varied
places. When he saw me from afar, his steps would
quicken, his face breaking into the broadest of smiles!
His face was the beaconing light sometimes on a hard
He started to be more physically friendly (frisky even.)
He seemed to have a hard time not greeting me with
a bunch of kisses. They were light and yet, very sweet.
Months passed by and I had met his siblings, friends
and coworkers. He shared all of these with enthusiastic
introductions. His description of me indicated he was
so proud to be with me! He made me feel like a Queen.
I was so glad to be able to introduce him to my three
children and two of the older ones’ partners. The six
grandchildren mistook him for a jungle gym, he
gave off such an open and teasing air. I was sighing
in relief, due to the fact that some of my exes had not
been so considerate of my children’s choices in their
lives, so far. I believe they have not met their destinies
yet. Wondrous things will happen once they raise their
children and pursue their dreams.
With this relief, I started to trust the man in my dreams
completely. I began to even believe this man did not see
my flat-chested, skinny behind body to be anything but
beautiful! I felt “sexy” and more alive than any other time
in my life. He really seemed to “only have eyes for me.”
One fine day, he asked me to be the pretty head on the
pillow next to him for the rest of our lives. He had done
what Richard Gere had done, he had rescued me. And
in turn, I had done for him what Julia Roberts had done,
I had rescued him “back.” (“Pretty Woman” movie).
As I heard my alarm go off, the sound of a special and
sweet song written by Kenny Loggins, “Danny’s Song”
came over the radio with these words…
“Even though we ain’t got money,
I’m so in love with ya, honey.
Every thing will bring a chain of love
And in the morning, when I rise
You bring a tear of joy to my eyes
And tell me ‘everything is gonna be alright.'”