Mornin’, y’all. I’ve got the matinee show today, so I’m startin’ the morning slow with coffee in hand and windows open to the summer air.
Last night I had one of those dreams again—where the memories from the 1985 Mission Team (where that Emma is already married to that Merritt) just kind of seep into my own, current life.
In the dream last night, I was makin’ breakfast for this Merrit ‘cept he was my husband. He was about to go to work. He gave me a look like he was thinking about married us from before we got up, and then all the memories came to me, an’ I woke up blushing. And out of breath.
It’s strange sometimes—how four lives can braid together. It’s hard to tell at times which version of me did something I’m remembering!
I don’t regret any of it. I just think there’s a big difference between livin’ with a husband and havin’ a boyfriend.
An’ to tell you the truth, I think I’m longing to make the change!
Anyway, today’s a theater day. After the show, I might swing by the shelter and drop off a few more supplies. The small things make a difference. They really do.
Hope your Wednesday starts with a quiet moment and a clear heart.
—Emma
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