This morning’s dream: H and I were not married. We were together for a long time. Not sure if we were actually engaged or not. Not sure if we had the kids or not. But the best part of the dream was that I said “let’s get married”. I said it. Me. I smile as I write this. I smile, I believe, because this means I am happy with the relationship that H and I have. I am feeling that deep sense of contentment – maybe for the first time in our 18 year marriage. Ironically, our wedding anniversary is approaching.