OOOOOh! Teh drama!
Fight, fight, fight!
Ok, I'm going to tell you guys a story that eventually relates to my tactics with Gentleman Friend. It's going to be long...but maybe worth it?
For as long as I can remember, I've had dreams about things to come. I rarely remember my dreams as a general rule, but the ones I do remember always seem to happen or have some sort of "game-changing" truth behind them.
Maybe that happens to everyone, I don't know. I really try to not talk about it just because I want to be taken seriously and because usually the information I gain is private. And really, who wants to be around that person who's all "Yeah, so I had a dream about me and it told me about MY life and made MY life so much better, LOLOLOL how cool is that??! Be impressed by me!!!" You know?
Not to mention that my faith system is deeply important to me and, while I believe these are probably dreams from God [not to sound too cray-cray], many people that I associate with view all "prophetic" dreams to be somehow "satanic" in nature...which, if the dreams were dark and scary, I might agree with. But my dreams are light, full of color, and always very soothing...not "satanic" in the least, but I'm sure you can see where I'm coming from.
Anyway, I've had these dreams for forever. Not often, maybe 2 a year, but enough that I trust them. I spent my childhood dreaming of Lacey, had a dream about my cat over a year before I got him and 2 years before the dream's event took place, and a number of inconsequential "walking down a hall with people I didn't know at the time of the dream, calling them by name+not knowing why, 6 months later having the exact conversation with a group of new friends who had the same names from my dream"-type dreams.
SO. The first summer I met Gentleman Friend, I was really really torn up at the end of the summer. Wondering if I should tell him, worrying if we'd stay friends [which, for the record, out of my 5 years at camp, I've NEVER been closer friend with someone from camp 2 years after camp ended. NEVER!], worrying that he'd forget me, that sort of thing.
One night, as I was going to bed, I prayed and asked God to give me guidance. Give me a sign, comfort, anything [I strongly believe in God, it's ok if you don't, and I hope that doesn't make you uncomfortable, I just feel like it's an important detail].
I usually have a difficult time sleeping, but that night I was out like a light. And I had a dream.
It was New Years Eve, I was sitting under a table -like one of those long banquet types- leaning my back against a wall, in some kind of hallway/breezeway - indoors, I was in deep conversation with a girl I don't know right now, white Christmas lights were ringed around the window on the wall opposite of the wall I was leaning on, the Christmas lights were the only lights around - just enough to cast long shadows...and I was having a hard time concentrating on what my friend was saying [I had a whole lot of warm feelings towards her in this dream, so I can only surmise that she was one of my most favorite people ever...since I don't warm up like that to just anyone]. There were doors, the wooden type with single narrows windows on the handle side, on either end of this hallway. It was completely calm, peaceful, and mostly quiet- except for the quiet conversation I was having with my friend. But there was a hum of energy in the air, like we were in the midst of a party and had found the only quiet corner.
Gentleman Friend came into this breezeway, through the door to our right [I was on the left, my friend was on the right], saw us, crouched down under the table, gave me a kiss on the cheek [people don't touch or kiss me, as a very strict rule. Gentleman Friend, when I see him on Sundays, is often the only human to touch me in a given week...not really by choice, but I seriously don't like intimate contact -hugs, etc- from anyone besides close-close friends], and whispered in my ear "In time, give it time. Be my friend."
Then he stood up, smiled at me, and left through the door on my left.
And I woke up.
I woke up feeling more calm and totally relaxed than I had in WEEKS. It was literally like I had had a really good massage in my sleep. I still remember how I felt. So relaxed, no tension. It was all I could do to not tell EVERYONE about this dream! haha It was a feeling I've never felt with any of my other dreams. I can't describe it any other way than to say it felt like God had been there with me all night.
But that has led me to believe that in time things will work out correctly. Correctly being I "get the boy"? I don't know. But correctly. And that I need to be his friend and give it time. I have a HARD time with that, obviously!! But I'm really trying. My dreams have never led me wrong so far so, fingers crossed, this one will be similar.
Feel free to think I'm completely kooky now!!
I've never told anyone that story with all the detail that was there, so you guys are getting the real deal.
I'm not claiming AT ALL to have some kind of connection with anyone or anything weird. I guess they say people have different types of gifts and, I guess, sometimes dreaming is one of mine.
Please don't think I'm cray-cray!! haha!
And, for your trouble, here's a picture of Miss Lace. I think she was channeling Jackie O because classy hottie alert!!
I hope you guys[ladies] are doing great!