Had a good/pleasant dream for the first time in a while, last night.  I was anticipating that because I did have a hard day.

Usually- like for the past months- I’ve been really happy, peaceful, and blissful during the day.  I’m used to the compromise that at night my dreams then (1) don’t make sense (2) attempt to torture me or (3) get a tad bit demonic.  Sometimes. 

I don’t mind them because it’s like a thorn at the side… they keep my humble.

Likewise, when I’ve had a hard day, my dreams that night can at times flip and give me great new to look forward to in the future….

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Yeah, come to think of it, it’s so true… every truly hard day I’ve had in the past few months gave me a releiving dream/hint of my daughter.  Thank God.

Those are the best…

The most recent one, she was fighting with someone, and after she wouldn’t stop (she looked about two or three) I took her and pretty much disciplined her- told her in a stern voice to stop, holding her arms down.  I remember very faintly telling her I loved her, after that, and carrying her.  I walked to the window and I was just staring out of it for a few moments while swaying her a bit in a slow side to side motion.  Last thing I remember before the dream ending was her saying “I love you.”

It was a sweet dream.. though by typing up here it almost seems corny.  But oh well it was freakin sweet…. Lol.