When I first started my blog, I received a Book Face message from an elementary school friend, out of the blue. She was always a sweet girl when we were kids, but we have only been in touch occasionally since then. In August, her note gave me goosebumps (aka I desperately wanted it to be true), but we know how that turned out.
So, today I stumbled out of bed and checked email. This is what I found:
So I have a random thing to tell you. I know I wrote to
tell you I had dreamed you told me you were pregnant a while back. I
think I mentioned to you that when that happens it always surprises me
to learn that it's true. You shared you had done a procedure and I hoped
to hear that it had been successful.
Well, last night I had a
dream I was your surrogate. Totally random, I know. I mean, my dreams
are really irrelevant and one should pay no attention to them, but I
felt I should tell you if only to say that your baby is in my thoughts.
Just know there is one more person out there sending massive amounts of
good thoughts and well wishes for you. From what I see on Facebook
alone you and your husband are a wonderful couple and adorable. I'll be
so happy for you both when you get to wherever this journey is taking
All the best,
I don't know how to feel about this. Her note is so kind and thoughtful. But, it makes me both hopeful and sad at the same time. Why did her dream switch from me being pregnant to her being a surrogate? Does her dream mean I'll be successful, or that I'll need a surrogate?
Or, maybe it means absolutely nothing. His Royal Fabulousness dismissed the last dream, and I probably should dismiss this one. Right?