Jul 16, 2008 08:45
I had a really vivid dream that my daughter wanted to meet me before she was born so she came and found me. She was blond and had freckles and hazel eyes. Her hair was straight, thick, and cut short. She was an adorable little smart ass. She looked like she was around eight, but since I was in theory meeting her soul, or just having a vision of what she would be like, she wasn't really any age. Her name was Freyden Sunflower, and she was making fun of me for naming her that. I taught her to ride a bike and we had a great time together.
I wonder if she was real.
No, I'm not pregnant.