Last night I had my first real wedding nightmare. I've dreamed about the wedding in the past, but this one really felt real. I was so relieved to wake up and realize it was just a dream. Here's the gist of it:
It's starts off with my having forgotten my wedding shoes. So, I try not be get upset and put on some brightly colored shoes that are wrong but will hopefully be covered by my dress.
Then John and I finished our ceremony and entered the reception. We went straight to the dance floor and the photographer (should have been the DJ, but you know how dreams are) said they didn't have our first dance song. So we got off the floor, thinking we'd do the dance a little later. (John and I have taken extensive dance lessons, both professional private lessons and group lessons, so our first dance is a big deal to us.)
Well, the dream zooms forward to after the reception in our honeymoon suite. I'm talking to John who is calming folding clothes and putting them in drawers. I start crying hysterically because we NEVER did our first dance. All the money we paid for lessons was wasted because we didn't perform the dance.
John is trying to comfort me, but doesn't appear to be upset. I start reflecting back on the reception, and I start freaking out because I never even saw the videographers. They never showed up. We never danced once during the reception, not even to fast songs. I couldn't remember speaking to any family or guests, and I wasn't even sure if our pictures would turn out.
I continued to cry hysterically because all of our meticulous plans were wasted--I remembered none of the wedding, didn't have dancing, didn't greet guest and wouldn't even have a video to show for it. I woke up wondering why none of my plans came to fruition.
Whew... I was never so relieved to hear the alarm go off.
Posted by Robyn at December 4, 2003 09:34 AM