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so i had a weird dream last night. for some reason dunkin doughnuts was selling my little ponies (i cry for those of you who grew up in the 80's and don't know about my little ponies). this is strange because in the dream i was 1) the same age i am now - 23, and 2) i was so ridiculously enamored with getting my hands on one of these things, and 3) i was with my dad, who was trying to get one of the ponies for me too.
now in the dream, there was an older 20-30 something guy in the line in front of us. he bought the last my little pony... and ate it! (keep in mind, it was a dream, so it doesn't have to make sense, and that it happened at dunkin' doughnuts... i'm sure the pony was delicious). anyway, i left the store disappointed because i couldn't get a pony. dad said something along the lines of, "we'll just have to go to every dunkin' doughnuts around 'till we find one." (he's so sweet!)
what's strange is that i recall thinking "i'm 23 friggin' years old. i shouldn't even be wanting a my little pony." anyway, then i woke up. after i was awake i tried to figure out what it all meant. in the end i came to the conclusion that the dream was more about my daddy than it was about me. my dad would do anything to make me happy - which includes hitting up every dunkin' doughnuts in the tri-county area. in short, the dream was all about a dad's love for his daughter.
now... i'm typing this because something has just been brought to my attention. as of yesterday, all of the girls i roomed with my final year at st. mary's (save for one) are engaged. i don't want to say we're too young to be engaged (i'd be the biggest hypocrite, as i'm the youngest of them all...) but this little piece of news is definately a "WOOOOOAH" moment for me. i'm certainly happy and excited for all of them, but... it made me re-think things.
i love sean. i'm certain that i want to marry him and i don't think we're too young or that we're not ready. there's nothing there that needs to be re-evaluated.
what i'm talking about is the dream. maybe the pony dream was about a father's love for his daughter. but maybe it was equally about the idea of growing up too quickly. i mean damn, all of a sudden we're in grad school and working 9-5 and getting married. next comes houses, kids, gardening, pta's, soccer games. and it all leaves me feeling as though it's happening so fast.
now certainly there's nothing i can do to stop this. i love my life and i'm happy with where i am and where i'm going. but sometimes i really wish i could just be that little girl again... the one who holds her daddy's hand as she's gripping her new my little pony.
now in the dream, there was an older 20-30 something guy in the line in front of us. he bought the last my little pony... and ate it! (keep in mind, it was a dream, so it doesn't have to make sense, and that it happened at dunkin' doughnuts... i'm sure the pony was delicious). anyway, i left the store disappointed because i couldn't get a pony. dad said something along the lines of, "we'll just have to go to every dunkin' doughnuts around 'till we find one." (he's so sweet!)
what's strange is that i recall thinking "i'm 23 friggin' years old. i shouldn't even be wanting a my little pony." anyway, then i woke up. after i was awake i tried to figure out what it all meant. in the end i came to the conclusion that the dream was more about my daddy than it was about me. my dad would do anything to make me happy - which includes hitting up every dunkin' doughnuts in the tri-county area. in short, the dream was all about a dad's love for his daughter.
now... i'm typing this because something has just been brought to my attention. as of yesterday, all of the girls i roomed with my final year at st. mary's (save for one) are engaged. i don't want to say we're too young to be engaged (i'd be the biggest hypocrite, as i'm the youngest of them all...) but this little piece of news is definately a "WOOOOOAH" moment for me. i'm certainly happy and excited for all of them, but... it made me re-think things.
i love sean. i'm certain that i want to marry him and i don't think we're too young or that we're not ready. there's nothing there that needs to be re-evaluated.
what i'm talking about is the dream. maybe the pony dream was about a father's love for his daughter. but maybe it was equally about the idea of growing up too quickly. i mean damn, all of a sudden we're in grad school and working 9-5 and getting married. next comes houses, kids, gardening, pta's, soccer games. and it all leaves me feeling as though it's happening so fast.
now certainly there's nothing i can do to stop this. i love my life and i'm happy with where i am and where i'm going. but sometimes i really wish i could just be that little girl again... the one who holds her daddy's hand as she's gripping her new my little pony.