At the end of a long and hard day, I am reminded, once again, that it's the people in my life who make it all worth it. In the spirit of sharing the stuff that makes me happy, I give you the following email from my friend Myra:
I had the best dream last night.
I was visiting Phoenix, and going to see you at the hospital. I was at the store with my 4 kids trying to buy you chocolate when I ran into Nathan Fillion. "You have to come see my friend in the hospital," I told him, "She's your biggest fan."
So he DID. And he read to you the new Nikki Heat book.
Now isn't that a great dream?
So this summer, if you are in the hospital, I am going to take my 4 kids to the store to buy you chocolate just so I can run into Nathan Fillion and bring him to you. Why? Because I am the best friend ever, and maybe my dreams are prophetic. Once. Just this once.
Hope you have a great day, and dream a little Nathan for me tonight!
Love you.
Myra
Knowing that Nathan and I are infiltrating other people's dreams makes me happy. As in, maybe it's a sign. (At the very least, it's an amusing thing to me.) And very much the bright spot in my otherwise difficult and draining day. :-)
