A Reoccurring Dream

February is the month of love – a time for Valentine’s Day and remembering love – emphasizing the importance of love in our lives.     

I want to share a dream I’ve had on and off over the years.  A little information is needed to understand why I have this dream. John, my husband and his three sisters, were at risk for Huntington’s disease (HD); a fatal, rare, genetic brain disorder with NO CURE.  More About HD  

It seems I have the dream when I’ve had stressful times. It’s weird that I remember it because usually when I wake up and remember a dream, it fades through the day.

The dream I’m going to describe has been confusing but I now know why I’m having it; at least I think I know.   

In the dream, I’m a young woman, about 22-year old, walking along Market Street in San Francisco. It’s foggy, of course, and out of the fog walks John, who is very old, holding the hand of a little girl. I stop, stare at him and as he walks by, he smiles at me.  My hand goes over my mouth as I realize John is healthy, has no Huntington’s disease symptoms.

Over the years, I’ve pondered about this reoccurring dream and I’ve come to believe the dream validates my decision to marry John despite his unknown gene status for HD. Taking the biggest gamble of my life, following my heart, while being scared to death, was the right decision.

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