My Best Nightmare

By J.J. Cheesman

Last night, I had the most vivid dream I’ve ever had. I dreamt of my wife’s beautiful face, the sunlight dancing in her golden blonde hair. I saw how her deep blue eyes shined like sapphires in the light. I saw her smile at me in a way that said ‘I love you’, and it filled me with joy.

Then I dreamt of my son, I sat by my wife as we watched our son play in the baseball game that he won last week. I watched as he walked up to bat at home plate. Then I cheered as my son; my pride and joy, hit the winning homerun and my heart was filled with pride. He ran to me after the game, and hugged me tight asking, “Did you see Daddy, did you see what I did?”


Then, finally, the dream transitioned into last year on the day of my daughter’s wedding. I waited next to my wife and son, as my daughter Andria was walking down the aisle. She had her mother’s beautiful blonde hair, and my brown eyes. She looked so radiant in her white dress, walking down that aisle as music played on. Her soon to be husband; Dan, waved at me from his spot next to the alter and I gave him the thumbs up and the biggest smile I could muster. I turned to look at my daughter, and she stopped at the pew I was sitting at. Andria smiled at me a smile that she also received from her mother, and she said to me “Don’t I look beautiful Daddy?”.
I woke up screaming in the dark of my bedroom and I heard my wife stir in her sleep. “What’s wrong dear?”, came her voice next to me. “Nothing dear”, I said as sweat dripped from my forehead, “Just a silly nightmare”. I sat up in bed and covered my face and eyes with my hands as I heard my wife move to turn on the bedside lamp. “Honey don’t bother, really” I said as I outstretched my right hand to pat her back and reassure her, “it was just a silly nightmare just go back to sleep I’m sorry I woke you.” She moved over to me in the bed, and kissed my cheek. “Okay honey, but you’re worrying me, this isn’t the first time you’ve had a bad night, can you at least tell me what the dream is about?” I shook my head, “It’s nothing babe, promise, just a silly dream”. I didn’t tell my wife what’d I’d been having nightmares about because I didn’t want to worry her. She’s always worried about me; I don’t want to add to her stress. She gave me another kiss on my cheek and told me good night and I told her sweet dreams. I am so lucky to have her in my life, and I am so glad she didn’t leave me when it happened. I know it sounds silly, but that was my biggest worry five years ago, when  diabetes took my sight.

My Best Nightmare

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