The Dream: How I Knew Wayne Was the One

When I was 15, I had a dream unlike any I’d ever had before.

I’ve never been able to recall most of the specifics, not even right after I woke up. I don’t remember who I was with, what we were doing, or where we were. But it wasn’t the specifics that made it important. It was the feeling it invoked that made it stand out.

At the very end, right before I woke up, I was introduced to someone who was supposed to change my life and become the most important person in it.

I couldn’t see his face. His features were blocked out. Like what happens when someone stands in front of the sun or a very bright light and the backlighting creates shadows that obscures them.

But I could still discern some things about him. He was tall, athletically built, and there was an instant attraction. But it was more than that. There was a weird pull and a certainness in this meeting. His very presence reassured, delighted, and filled me with a feeling of love and serenity unlike anything I’d ever known.

Even as I was still in the midst of dreaming, my mind registered that this dream was different. That there was a power and a truth to it.

When I woke up the next morning, I felt different. Changed. Empowered. Confident. Loved. I knew he –whoever he was, this stranger who hadn’t felt strange to me but whose face I hadn’t even seen– was out there and he was my soul mate. I sprung out of bed with an unshakable optimism that a great love would be part of my life’s destiny.

I just didn’t have any idea I’d meet him so soon after the dream.

It wasn’t even two months later that it happened. I knew him right away. He was the vision I’d seen. Complete with the backlighting and everything. But once he stepped forward and I looked into his eyes for the first time, my soul trembled. The feeling’s I’d been flooded with right after the dream were intense, but they were nothing compared to when I met him in real life.

Now, I’ve always been a romantic and a dreamer, but this was more than mere imagination and fancy. This was kismet.

Since then I’ve had other dreams that have proved prophetic, but this is the one that’s dearest to my heart.

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