May 31: A vivid memory.
First off, this is my last May challenge entry! I actually posted every single day! I feel so accomplished. And relieved that it’s over. Haha. But I would totally do a challenge like this again. I really liked having the topics given to me. So if anyone wants to randomly throw out prompts for me over the summer, feel free!
Today I will be telling you about two vivid memories. One memory and the other is actually a series of dreams.
Earlier this month I was taking pictures of Avery playing with her purse. Nothing unusual there. I take about 30 pictures before I get one that isn’t blurry/she’s looking at the camera/doesn’t have devil eyes. 30 is the average. I was holding my phone out, looking through the screen trying to get her attention. She is such a stinker sometimes and will ignore me. Off to my right I see something floating out of the corner of my eye. Then it zipped right in front of me and up, out of sight. I tried to get a picture of the orb, but the camera on my phone has a delay so all I got was Avery’s reaction to it. Because she was watching it too. She looked stunned. It was the weirdest and most awesome thing to happen in a while. I really wish I had gotten it on camera (the one time I wish I has accidentally had the video recording on!).
Have any of you experienced anything like this?
On to the dream…
About 2 or 3 months before Jeremy and I got engaged I had a very vivid dream. I still can’t believe how well I remember it. It shook me. In a really awesome way. I was in the backyard of a house. There were two little boys playing in the yard. I must have called them in, because they were running to me, holding hands. The older one was helping the younger one in the house and I told him what a good big brother he was. They both looked so familiar. The older boy (about 5 or 6?) looked like Jeremy but with darker hair. The younger one (I would guess 3) had lighter hair and resembled the older boy, but still had a chubby little face. For some reason, I felt like I was pregnant in the dream too. I can’t really explain why. Just like I knew.
I told Jeremy about the dream. It surprisingly didn’t freak him out. We liked the idea of having two little boys. The dream just made me feel so happy.
I had another dream like this a few months after we were married. We were on vacation. Somewhere warm. We were sitting on a dock or something similar waiting to go in the water to swim with dolphins/turtles/some animal. We had the exact.same.boys with us. They looked a tiny bit older, but that’s it. Same kids. Except this time there was an older little girl (maybe 8) sitting with Jeremy. And I was holding a baby girl. So vivid and felt real.
I told Jeremy about this dream, too. He was a little freaked out at the prospect of 4 kids. We’ll see what happens. But how insane would it be if this ended up being our family?!