I'm up early today.
Waiting for my husband to come through the kitchen door.
He worked a night shift.
I slept alone.
I had a horrible dream....really awful.
I can't wait for him to hold me tight before he heads off to bed.
I love that.
I love that I have someone in my life to hold me after a horrible dream.
I love that the dream was not real and he will look at me and smile and tell me that it was just a dream.
I would have never dreamed I would have someone like that in my life to hold me.
I'm glad I do.