Dreams

Last night I had a dream I had two dads and two moms.

Not step parents, but 4 biologically connected to me parents.

It was perfectly normal. Everyone else did, too. It wasn't even a problem to the me in dreamland. It was like having multiple sets of grandparents, except the parents all birthed you... Yeah, I'm not sure how that's possible either.

This morning it took me a few minutes to realize that I did indeed have one mom and one dad. One set of parents, one set of siblings, one cat, one frog, and one me. It was refreshing. Now I didn't have to figure out which parent was married to which parent... or if they were all married to each other... (I'm kind of sad I woke up before I figured all of this out.)

Oh dreams. Sometimes they make you long for what you don't have. They leave you with an I'm-longing-for-this-so-incredibly-bad taste in your mouth. And other times, they make you happy to be awake.

Today I am happy to be awake.

And I am happy to know who I am and who my parents are... and who they are married to... (each other, in case you weren't following this post.)

I am happy to know that I am loved. Even when I am not in the best mood, or I don't say the nicest things.

Aren't families great?

(WOW. That could be an entire blog post in and of itself. Especially because MY family--although there are times I want to kill them--is the best family. I could give you at least 100 reasons why. I hope you could give me 100 reasons why your family is the greatest, too. (Although, I must say I would have to disagree.))

Tonight I think I am going to find something better to dream about (as if I have a choice.)

Maybe I will dream about a day when I won't have to dream anymore because all of my dreams will have come true....

Or cake...

Actually, I'm not going to lie, I'd like to see how my sleepy brain finishes last night's dream.