The Dream

So when I woke up yesterday, I realized I'd had a very troubling dream. I dreamt that I was pregnant with triplets. My water broke and I went into labor, with only my mom there to support me. My body is somewhat reluctant to finish going into labor even though everything was going as normal, according to the doctor in my dream whose face I didn't see but swear s/he was there, and they convinced me to somehow have a natural birth for triplets. Anyway, I deliver three healthy babies and begin contemplating whether I should give them up for adoption or not. The moment I start thinking about giving them up, my good and strong friend comes in with an unlit cigarette hanging from his mouth. He walks in, gingerly holds one of the triplets and looks at me with his puppy-dog eyes and says, sweetly but forcefully,"You canNOT give this up." He hands me back the little one and leaves. I woke up, puzzled and totally amazed at the same time. After explaining my dream to my other friend, he urged me to look it up online. Actually, he sent me the link about pregnancy, which states that pregnancy resembles a new concept or a new idea that you want to pursue. Then I looked up triplets, which states, "You must examine a concept or new idea and evaluate its worth physically, emotionally and spiritually." *Plays Twilight Zone in head* I thought that was intriguing, and well-worth a blog entry, because it's true. Sobriety seems easy, but I'm not going to make it without the support of my friends, and I do need to consider all aspects of it. It may not always be easy, but it will all be worth it.