A long time ago, waaaay back in September, I wrote about Dreams Deferred, which, for us, was our dream of adding to our family. And the next month, I got pregnant, and the Dream came true. Sometimes it seemed as if it were a Bad Dream , what with the puking and tiredness, and then the wondering if I REALLY wanted a second child. But it was our Dream and ultimately, it was something we were willing and glad to go through, to get to the happily ever after part of the Dream.
Then the Dream became a Nightmare, when we discovered that our baby was not compatible with life. That was three weeks ago, that the Nightmare began. I wish I could get back to the Dream. And Nightmares must end, because the Dream continues, right? There might be new additions to the Dream, or changes in direction of the Dream, but it must continue, and it can't remain a Nightmare, right?
We're starting that changing process in the Nightmare. We are having a Memorial Service this Sunday at 11. I hope that the service will be a time of healing, and a time to start waking up from the Nightmare, to moving back to the Dream. I don't think our Dream is the same as it was 7 months ago. But that's ok. Dreams change, people change, and we make the best of it, because just being out of the Nightmare is a relief.
I wish everyone read Robert Jordan's Wheel of Time series. Then I could talk about the Dream World, Tel'aran'rhiod, and you would all understand the analogy. Time passes differently, things change with your thoughts... I wish that could be the case here.
Dream or Nightmare, we will make it through.
Thanks for the title, dear friend.