The nightmare I had

Thank God it's not very often that we have nightmares.  In fact, I don't have a habit of dreaming bad dreams, but the other night, this dream came to me so real...

People say that if you have a nightmare, you need to share it with someone so "ward" it off, so here I am, sharing it with the whole world so that it will never, ever come true. 

I dreamt of William a few years older than he is now, maybe around 10-12 years old, and he stopped talking and sharing things with me.  He even refused to walk together with me.  He was like a pre-puberty boy wanting to be in his own world and with his own friends.  I think there were more details but I can't recall everything now. 

The crux of it came with the tears falling from my eyes in my dream and then I woke up and felt real tears on my cheeks.  That was probably nearing 6am or 6am-ish and the feeling miserable.  I went to my sleeping boy and stroke his hair, then looked at him a little longer before daring myself to lie down again. 

So there!  That's off my chest and hopefully never, ever to come true. 

On another note, today I walked my boy into class based on his request.  As he was settling down, I spoke to his class teacher.  The other kids were lining up in single file.  Then William squeezed in between his friends to reach me and said, "Mummy I want to hug and kiss you first.  I love you Mummy."  Just like that, without any prompting.  : )

Two pecks on my cheeks later, I was floating on my way back to my car...


XOXO