Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Bad Dreams

Sometimes our dreams reflect our day and even our guilt.   That is what happened to Dragon last night.  

He dreamed that I divorced him.  


Lack of affection.   A hug and a kiss.   A simple touch and a cuddle on the couch.  

He realized that he had withdrawn from me and his dreams held him accountable.  

I had just started to notice that something was wrong.   I was braced for it to get worse.   The way it was before I started my blog, when PTSD ruled our lives and kept me walking on egg shells.  


He recognized it and stopped before it got bad. I am sure that this is going to be a struggle for a while.  But...  Since he recognizes the problem, we will be able to work through it.  



  1. Congratulations Dragon! So very proud of you! Sending lots of prayers and healing energy to help both of you.

    Hugs and Blessings...

  2. At least he realized what was happening and working towards it being better. Hugs