I dreamed about my wedding last night. It was probably one of the best dreams I’ve had in a while. It was one of those dreams that, when I woke up and went back to sleep, the dream continued. In the first segment I was with all my bridesmaids, getting my hair done and getting dressed. Then before I put my gown on, I told them, “I’ll be right back. I need to see the groom one more time.” So I walked to the Hilton hotel (yes, it even panned to the hotel signage in my dream. It was wonderful cinematography, I have to say) where my groom was staying. It turned out my “groom” was G who, in real life, is one of my very best friends in the world. And also happens to be gay.
My “groom” G and I talked and laughed and just enjoyed each other’s company before we were swallowed by the small mass that was our wedding celebration.
In the second segment after the “intermission” (aka Cat waking me up), I was also getting ready for the ceremony, but this time it was in a beautiful home that I apparently was going to live in with my future husband. I was again with the bridesmaids when I heard a car honking outside the house. When I looked out, it was my groom but this time, it was Eddie Murphy (no kidding) and he was driving up in a brand new Lexus SUV proclaiming that it was his gift to his bride. Nice.
There were other wonderful wedding events in my dream, much of which is a blur to me now. But I know there was a lot of joy and merriment. Anyway when I finally awoke (30 minutes later than I should have, for a weekday), I had such a wonderful feeling.
I told BGP about my dream and her take on it was, “Maybe it symbolizes that you’ll marry someone African-American (Eddie) and sensitive (G).”
I told her she was close, but here’s my interpretation:
I will marry a rich man with a great sense of humor (Eddie, the beautiful home, and the Lexus) who is also my best friend (G).
