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We were married August 30, 2008 in the Manti Temple. We both graduated in education. I then became a stay at home and Adam became a stay at school student. He returned to college to become a Physical Therapist. And thus our life is about discovery and adventures that we get to do together.
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Sunday, November 7, 2010

A Dreadful Dream... then a quiet lullaby of a dragon and a castle

Last night I had a horrible dream.  You know, one of those where you wake up and you are wondering if it was a dream or if you are still there.  The dream is as follows.  
Warning: Viewers discretion is advisable.  Some of the scenes are not meant for young audiences

I was in a World War 2 setting where the homes were old.  There was smoke everywhere and sounds of shooting and bombs going off all around me.  The troops of some sort kept moving closer to where I was at.  I could tell that they were removing people from their homes, blowing up the homes, lining the people up and shooting them.  I knew that we were next.  An older man stood next to me, I knew him.  We were somehow close.  He then pulled out some pills and took them before the soldiers reached us.  They then walked us toward the building. I remember thinking that it was a mistake that I was there, but that there was no way out.  It was my time to die.  The older man stood close to me, he drank some water to get the rest of the pills down.  They faced us so that our backs were toward the building and that the soldiers who were shooting were behind us.  The old man grabbed my hand.  I held my breathe and then... the shots went off.  I felt them enter my body.  We all fell.  I laid there. I heard them come to us and check to see if we were dead.  I couldn't get myself to die though.  The old man looked at me and peacefully died.  Then a young boy came to me.  I pretended to be dead.   I didn't want to be shot again.  But he noticed that I was still alive.  He took a small gun to my head.  I fought him and escaped.  But I was found, then torched with fire until.... I woke up to Gabby's crying.  I got out of bed to feed her and I think I ran into every wall we have.  I was so scared that men were down stairs, with guns, waiting to come up.  I couldn't get myself to wake up from the dream.

After feeding Gabby, I ran into our room and woke up Adam.  I cried as I told him the story.  He then pulled me in, held me tight and told me a story...

"We are in Oregon," he began, "it is a cloudy day.  We hear thunder, but we are at peace.  The beach is beautiful.  We hear Gabby off in the distance talking and laughing.  As we approach her we see a pale to make a castle.  We build her the most beautiful sandcastle.  It has a throne just her size.  A draw bridge and high walls.  You pull out your camera and take pictures of her inside from the draw bridge.  Just then a dragon appears.  You think that he is there to hurt Gabby, but you realize that he is just wanting to knaw on her leg.  You let him and then think about what it is that he wants."

At this point I'm trying to think what his point is, but not wanting to return to my horrid dream, I continue to imagine the scene he is creating.

"You recognize the dragon to be me, Adam.  So, you ask him what he wants.  He responds with 'love'. 'You talk?' I ask.  'Why of course I talk, I'm a dragon.' he responds.  We then talk and talk.  I decide right then that all dragons are good and that all they need is love.  The kingdom agrees with me and dragons from far and wide come to our kingdom where we all live happily ever after."  The END

Do remember that this was 4 o'clock in the morning.  Adam dozed in and out while telling the story, but he never missed a beat.  After his lovely story, he then sang a few songs to me.  I was out after about 2... I LOVE his voice.  And that my friends, is a true story.  I hate my dreams sometimes, but I love how Adam rescues me afterward.

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