Every little kid has those nightmares of monsters and bad guys chasing them, at least I did. I was that kid who had a nightmare after watching Dinosaur...ya, the Disney animated movie. I was the little girl that would wake up scared and crawl into bed with my parents, always feeling safer surrounded by the two of them. Well, now that I'm all grown up, the nightmares have stopped...sort of.
I'm 20 now, I shouldn't have nightmares anymore right? Well, I don't, at least not of science fiction monsters and Disney style burglars. My nightmares have become a little more realistic. The other night I woke up after a very realistic dream; I was so upset by it that it took me almost an hour to realize it was just a dream and not real; my parents weren't getting a divorce.
I know that divorce is a reality for many people, and I know it sucks, but it isn't my reality. My parents don't believe in divorce, and promised me my whole life that they would never get a divorce no matter what. I don't remember much about my dream. I do remember that my dad did something wrong like cheating and my mom wasn't forgiving him. The strongest and last memory I have from my dream is me screaming at my mom, "You Promised!!" and crying all over the place.
It is rare for me to have such a vivid dream, I told my mom about it, and she gave me a big hug and whispered in my ear, "I love you, and I love your Dad. We're not getting a divorce, I promise."
