Mr. Sandman bring me a dream

And bring me a dream he did! I was hoping to see Ted on Tuesday when I had surgery and was put under anesthesia. I actually prayed for it to happen. Instead I got a sweet beautiful dream early that morning before I went to the hospital. For some reason he and I were laying on the grass just outside my door. We were kissing and then I was touching his face. It was the kind of dream after I woke up I could still feel his beard on the palm of my hand. He was asking me some personal things. I remember laughing. Then I told him I missed him. He said "I know". I asked him if he liked heaven. He said "Oh yes. So much. And you will too!" There was a sound of excitement in his voice I had never heard before. He had a glow in his eyes. But oh how sweet it was to spend time with him. Now on to other dreams..... I felt very loved after the surgery, many people called to see how I was, the friend I am kind of sort of dating called me before I went in. That was nice. And I got a message from someone I least expected to get one from. Which made me feel so very good. Why is it we tend to fall for people that don't want us? Took Ted 6 years to realize I was the best thing for his life and exactly what he needed. I know I had some lessons to learn in those 6 years as well but it's still a hard thing to swallow. Rejection. But it's all good. Tuesday was a good day.