It was October 2006. I was at church on a Wednesday night. I remember telling God about how much I was falling for this guy (who is now my current BF, hereinafter referred to as BF)...but I knew that upon graduating law school in the following months, I would be moving from the Midwest to the West Coast to sit for the bar exam and begin my career as a BigLaw lawyer.
I remember telling God that I was tired of worrying about whether the guy and I should discuss if he should move with me, or if we should try to date long distance...I was experiencing such emotional torment because we had been [non-exclusively] dating for a couple of years...and he had become a guy that I truly liked and respected. He was a great friend and we definitely had a great romantic relationship. I hadn't ever fallen for a guy like this before. To make matters worse, the relationship was on the brink of blossoming into something "steady" (I hate that term, but it works) but it wasn't at the point of me asking him to move OR him asking me to stay. The problem was that I knew that this job on the West Coast was where destiny would have me (yea, another time, another blog). So at this Wednesday service, the pastor was teaching and he said "Sometimes in order to have something you want, you have to let it go." So I poured my heart and soul out to God - and declared that, no matter what, I would let the man go. And I did just that. I let him go. I mean I still talked to him, spent time with him, and all that. But I let the worry, anxiety, and what-ifs go.
The following month, on the eve of Thanksgiving Day, I had the following dream:
***Begin Scene One: I saw BF's resume/a cover letter/job offer letter. It was white with blue borders. All I could read was the City and State of the address of the employer: "Certain City, Midwestern State". ***End Scene One***
***Begin Scene Two: I was standing in BF's home, staring out the living room window. I turned around and standing there was my daughter's father (hereinafter referred to as "the Ex"). He was smiling at me, cordially, and gesturing to me to follow him downstairs. So I followed him downstairs. At the bottom of the steps was a bathtub. The bathtub was an older type; actually sitting on "feet". The tub was full of bubbles and soap suds. Inside the tub were two dogs, a golden retriever and a boxer. At that moment, the Ex disappeared and BF was standing in his place. BF opened his arms toward the tub, as if to say "ta da". ***End Scene Two***
***Begin Scene Three: I was standing inside BF's home and the doorbell rang. BF's mother answered the door, and I saw myself and my Mother walk inside the home. I saw myself say, "Hi Mrs. BF's mom, this is my mother, Mother. Mother, this is BF's mom. And we all walked in and me, Mother, BF, and BF's mother sat down at the dining room table. ***End Scene Three***
***Begin Scene Four: [Blogger's Note: The following dream takes place in a certain geographical area, which plays an important role in dream interpretation. In an effort to maintain my and everyone else's anonymity, I typically stray from specifically naming people and geographical areas...that rule still stands here.] The dream takes place in a midwestern city on a well known Parkway (hereinafter referred to the "Street"). This Street is well known - it is virtually a boundary line. Go west of it? You're in the "hood". Go East of it? New pavement, new landmarks, new college campus housing, and the beauty of Downtown. On the curb of the intersection of the Street and another street, sits me and BF. We are romantically holding one another and kissing each other very romantically. Not a make-out session, but sharing a soft and tender moment. ***End Scene Four***
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Okay, so after having those dreams, you can believe that I was cuhn-fused. At this stage in the game, I was a novice in interpreting my own dreams (Blogger's Note: I'm much better now, but I still feel like a novice); moreover, I hadn't ever had four dreams back-to-back in one night before. It was overwhelming. My male BFF, however, has the gift of dream interpretation. So, I call him, and begin to tell him my dreams. His interpretation was....so. on. point.
Dream One: BF was going to get a new job. He said that whatever stereotype or type of city Certain City, Midwestern State was - demonstrated the type of job opportunity BF would obtain. Well, the city is like a Beverly Hills: prestigious, a lot of wealthy people reside there. It is also an exclusive city, not just anyone is a resident of the area.
Dream Two: The Ex, since he was smiling, and not hostile, stands for "commitment". [Blogger's Note: One day I'll blog about the Rise and Fall of my relationship with Ex. For now, just know that despite the fact that the Ex was not the "one", I was committed to him and my daughter - for the sake of raising my family.) By BF taking the place of the Ex, he was thus making me an offer of commitment. The suds in the tub represented true romance - that our relationship was no fling. The Golden Retriever represented me; the Boxer represented BF. Male BFF pointed out that these type of dogs represented the nature of me and BF's relationship - I, a confident, capable woman. He, a protector and provider. Thus, concluding that no matter what, BF will always be able to care, provide for, and protect me. (Yea, wow.)
Dream Three: This is an event that will actually occur.
Dream Four: BF and I come from two completely different backgrounds, but our spiritual foundation is the same. This meant so much to me...as my Mother's main complaint about BF was that I am Pentacostal (COGIC), raised in a strict religious household...and BF is a devout Episcopal, who well...hadn't met Mother's approval. This was music to my ears! (Blogger's Note: this revelation from God himself made me realize that many Christians have imposed stupid dating rules and requirements on themselves and other Christians...like: you shouldn't date someone who isn't "saved" (i.e. or pretend to be saved like so many Christians, but that's another time, another blog) or attends your church, or isn't of your same faith/denomination. Had I followed those rules, I would have missed out on one of the greatest persons that ever happened to me!)
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In July 2008, BF got a job. The name of the company? Exclusive ******** *******. The company's colors? Blue and White.
In August 2008, I took a weekend off from West Coast to visit BF. He wanted to have dinner with my mom and the remainder of the weekend, he and I stayed at his crib. It was a very romantic weekend, but the entire point of it all? he continued to reinforce what he could offer me.
And I realized then...that God had not only told me who BF was going to be in my life, but had given me a timeline. So I began to pack my things on the West Coast. I submitted my letter of resignation to BigLaw in October 2008. I moved back to the Midwest in November 2008.
And I haven't looked back.
Until the manifestation of Dream No. 3 and natural evidence of Dream No. 4,
TheWifeofUriah
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