Is It Real? I Hope So.

There is this dream that I have every so often about you my love. Frankly it seems very very real. More like a memory than a dream. But as soon as I awake I cannot figure out when the dream occurred in reality. Maybe it did really take place, maybe it didn't, maybe it is an amalgamation of several memories in our lives all combined into one dream. Who knows. Maybe you will read this and tell me EXACTLY when it happened or if it never happened at all.

In the dream I can see you so clearly. You are much younger. Probably 25 or so. You were so gorgeous at that age, but still not as attractive as you were yesterday. I am so lucky that I am married to someone who ages so well and gets prettier every day. I am certain that few men still feel that way about their wives. I am certain that our daughters have no idea how lucky they are going to be to inherit that gene from the pool.

I can see what you are wearing in the dream. The short sleeved white t-shirt with the not too low collar that shows the necklace you always used to wear so perfectly placed above your...well you know. You are also wearing those so sexy denim overalls. The ones that well, if you remember, provided such "easy accessibility" and seemed to fall to the floor with such grace (oh am I a pervert or what?).

As they often were, your hands are in your pockets. Your arms at your side in that kind of shy "tight against your sides" manner. You stood that way so often. You kind of seemed like a "little girl" when you did that. Your elbows are turned in that backward kind of way and your feet are close together. You look so amazing. You have on your white canvas "Keds".

The funny thing is that in the dream we must have been caught somewhere in the rain. There is a large and very lush tree above us, but the sun appears to be shining. I know it must have been raining because you are wet from head to toe. Your hair has some curl to it, but it mostly just wet and a bit hanging in your face. Water is dripping from the small curls in your hair and falling onto your nose and lips. Your makeup isn't running, but it has an appearance that it is just about to do so.

The best part of the dream is your smile. It is one of your many smiles. It is that kind of "I am a bit embarrassed, but oh so sexy" smile. It is the second most lasting part of the dream. As always it is the best part of your amazing face.

Then it happens. Your kind of shrug your shoulders. Again in a very shy, but extremely sexy way. You step closer to me, out of the shade and the sun catches you just right. The water is still dripping off your face. You look up at me with the most amazing eyes. The appear darker and more sensual that usual. Maybe it is the light. Maybe your eyes have some kind of magical "mood" effects. Who knows. Then we kiss. A soft kiss at first. The a longer one. Slowly your hands come out of your pockets. You arms go around my neck. The kiss seems to last forever.

During the dream I can literally feel the entire experience. It seems so real. I feel warm. Then I wake up. Always at the same time, always wishing I would fall back asleep. Always reminded how lucky I am to have spent the past 2+ decades with such an amazing women.

I am not sure if this is a moment that ever really happened. If it did I was truly blessed to have experienced it. If it didn't, then the fact that I created it in my mind with you as the centerpiece reminds me how much I adore you. The fact that I re-create it so often reminds me how much I love you.

I can't wait to fall asleep tonight.

Baby you're the world to me and I love you more than anything in the world.