I Had a Dream..

Day 26.

I had a dream last night... it was a nightmare, really. Dreams are made off random, sometimes pleasant emotions. Nightmare bring fear, sadness and a sick feeling in the pit of your stomach. That's the one I had in the wee hours of the morning. In my nightmare I got "The Call" that my husband had been injured. He was setting up his bunk area and stepped on a hidden land mine. For some reason, it was his stomach that was injured - weird, I know. I rushed to ECM Hospital (even wierder) where he was being cared for. Standing by his bedside I cried heavily because I couldn't call my parents to tell them, to get their comfort, to feel their arms around me. I FELT the sadness and loneliness and the fear. Damn it - it was SO REAL. There was a part of the dream where his Brigade and Unit Command and team came to his room. I was sitting outside the door watching as they all talked and something was going on. After they left I went to the my husband.. he was holding his new rank; he had been promoted. The whole dream/nightmare lasted just a few moments, didn't make much sense, and had very few details - I woke up and scooted up behind Rich; holding on for dear life while my heart begged him to please don't go ~ begged him to please come back to me.