I’ve had three dreams in my life that tend to take place over and over again.
(Some call them Recurring Dreams. I call them dreams in my life that tend to take place over and over again.)
The first involves me missing an elementary school choir concert that I was supposed to accompany on the piano. In the dream, I realize that the concert is taking place right as it finishes, and the guilt I feel for not being there to play the piano is completely overwhelming. I cry. I make countless apologetic phone calls to the choir director. I swear this will never EVER happen again. Interestingly enough, thanks to Facebook, I actually reconnected with the choir director involved in the dream last year, and I met up with her for dinner. I explained the dream to her, and she has assured me that this event never took place, nor does she believe that it ever WOULD take place. I haven’t had the dream since we had that conversation. Cured.
The second dream? I get lost in the city and take a wrong turn onto a bridge without railings that is only slightly wider than my car, and I’m forced to drive something like ninety miles per hour. I freak out, drive off the edge of the bridge, and wake myself up by jolting in bed. I’m not quite sure what I’ll have to do to get rid of this dream, other than drive into a tree to shift focus from the bridge. I’m not quite ready to explore my options on this one.
In the third dream, I put on ice skates for the first time ever, reluctantly step over to the ice rink, and suddenly transform into the most elegant of skaters this world has ever seen. I leap. I spin. I do this sort of thing! And suddenly, Madeleine begins to play, and I get all jaunty and the world falls in love with my moves, and I’m just as surprised as everyone, because This Is My Very First Time Skating! Who knew I was The Reticent Conqueror?!?!
A few days back, Meredith was invited to a birthday party that will take place at an ice rink, and family members have been encouraged to attend.
This is it, my friends. For the first time in forty years, I’ll be lacing up the skates and will either crystallize or kill my dream of becoming a graceful senior level ice princess.