I dreamed a strange dream last night.
I am lost, and traveling on foot, trying to find my way back home to my husband. The neighborhoods are somewhat familiar at first, somewhere along the coast where we used to live. It is night time, and gradually the streets become unfamiliar. I try reading their names on the street corners, hoping to recognize them and find my way home. But I recognize none. Strangely, at one point I am driving in a tiny car, backwards, through a tiny alley, trying to get through a half-open iron gate. I carefully make it through, but am back walking on foot again. I come upon a street with a familiar restaurant on it. A big, rustic, log building with snow covering its roof, The NorthWoods Inn! Ahh, at last, I think, something familiar. But, that means I'm farther away from home than I originally thought. How far have I traveled? How do I get back to him?
Still lost and far from my husband, I decide to phone him, or someone. I must have a cell phone, but I can't recall his number, or my daughter's, or anyone else's. I walk down a small corridor, almost like an alley. I stop and begin rummaging through my purse for anything that has phone numbers on it, a piece of paper or notebook. I flip through a small notebook, page by page, but nothing. I try to remember some, but there are so many numbers to memorize of late. Things are a jumble in my head. I am so sad now. And lost. How will he be able to find me? Where am I? I don't know. I hear someone whisper from around the corner, "Phone?" I don't know why they said that. They aren't talking to me, are they?
Feeling so sad and alone now. Lost and confused. There must be help somewhere... There must be a phone number I can remember. Becoming desperate now. Who will help me? Who will find me? I slowly turn to my right and look down the long hallway, whitish walls on each side. And there he walks into the doorway, so gracefully, as if to surprise me, no, to comfort me. Like a fair knight, he smiles knowingly. He knows I am afraid. He has been looking for me all this time. No words are spoken, just complete understanding between us. He has found me. And I am helpless and full of love.
I woke up full of emotions, looking at him beside me. He is like a little boy and my heart breaks with love. What have we become? Will he find me? Can we find our way back home?
