August 29, 2008

• Dreams with Brad Pitt can still be bad dreams.

  Oh man. I just had the craziest, most awful dream.

  So there was this girl from back home. She's considerably younger than us, I think graduated 2007 or 2008 or something. In this dream, she was at my house in NC for some reason while Jer and I were visiting. And she left this bag in my room. So I, being the nosy person I am, looked in the bag. Inside, there was a book. It looked kinda like a yearbook. So I opened it and started looking through it, and it's ALL PICTURES OF JEREMY.

  It was some sort of homemade scrapbook. She had pictures of him from birth until now. Weird pictures. She had all his school pictures, (probably cut from yearbooks) and pictures of him wrestling his freshman year. She must have stolen the baby pictures from somewhere, but she had been taking the more recent ones herself. Spying on him at work, pictures through our window, pictures of the back of his head. Stuff like that. She'd even gotten naked pictures of him getting out of the shower somehow. She'd written little things in there about how she was going to steal him away from me because they were meant to be together. There were terrible things about me and how he didn't really love me, blah, blah, blah.

  I was FURIOUS. I grabbed the book and went and showed Jeremy. He was really freaked out. Plus, this is the kind of girl he would NEVER be interested in. So I wasn't worried about it, at all. I don't think there's a woman alive that Jeremy would leave me for, and it definitely wouldn't be this girl.

  Well, the next day, (in this same dream) he tells me he's leaving me for her! And that's it. No explanation and he just leaves. I was devastated, naturally. I couldn't figure out what the heck had happened. It was so bizarre I was thinking it just couldn't be real.

  I guess the Lord took pity on me because then I had a vision. And God said to me that I didn't deserve such bad treatment and that I had lived my life faithfully. He said it wasn't my fault but He had to let Jeremy make his own decisions. He also said He was going to help me out somehow. God said to have faith and He would fix everything.

  So I was still sad that he wasn't making Jeremy come back, but tried to have faith. I figured the Lord knew me better than anyone and would give me a life that I would enjoy.

  The next day I wake up. And I'm married to BRAD PITT. And we have SIX KIDS. Four girls, and two boys, and they were all under the age of four. And I'm looking around, like what the heck is going on? The Lord picks a life for me and he gives me Brad Pitt? He's so OLD! And I just don't think he's as attractive as everyone else does. And why all these kids that I don't even know? I didn't want to complain to God, but I was thinking, "Why couldn't he have just given me Joe Jonas? That would have worked out much better!"

  Haha...so then I woke up for real. And Jeremy wasn't in bed with me so for a split second I was like, "Uh...did he really leave me? Was that for real? Where's Brad Pitt?" And finally I got oriented and remembered that Jeremy was just at work and didn't leave me for some little hoochie. I was SO RELIEVED.

  There's nothing like a bad dream to make you really appreciate your husband and your life.

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