[ledhedsymbols]

I had a horrible dream for years and years. My wife is the only one I have ever told about it...

Before we were married, and before we had children I would have this dream. Sometimes I would have it more than a couple times a week. In the dream, I am married to she who is now my wife. There was always a horrible death for her and my children who were not really defined in the dream. I always remember at least one female child. Most of the time it was a car accident that killed them all, sometimes it was a hone invasion, other times it wasn't specific. In the dream, I always sell everything and move back to my old hometown in southeastern Montana. I buy a home there and live for a while, meeting people from my past/childhood. In the end I am always incredibly depressed and see myself (like in a movie) in my garage. I always have a revolver (looks like my S&W 66) and I put the end of the barrel in my mouth and pull the trigger... Which is when I wake up.

I have never understood the dream, and it followed me for years. I don't recall when I stopped having it, but I'm glad I did. It was a horrible dream and I always woke up in a cold sweat.