Dream

I had a dream last night. I was home in Long Beach and I guy I grew up in church with asked me to marry him. I didn't want to marry him because I knew marrying him would mean that my life would not change. I would be in the same city living my life day after day in the same boring way. In the dream I knew I couldn't refuse his proposal. My family was so happy. Someone was going to marry me. Someone was going to take care of me. The more they cheered, the worse I felt. I went to my aunt and asked her if I could say no. She didn't answer verbally but hugged me. Gave me permission to be free.