I was in a beautiful ball room. There were hundred's of young girls and young men. The young men were dressed in uniform. I was alone and seemed to be wondering through the crowd. The young men had glass goblets or champagne glasses in their hands, and they would chose a young girl and hand her the glass. If she excepted it, the two of them would leave together. The glass seemed to seal the couple together.
A young man handed me a glass, I accepted. He changed his mind and took it back and handed it to someone else.
The room became empty of young people and the only people left were the married couples standing by The Banquet Table against the wall. I knew I didn't fit in there and I didn't want them to see me, for fear that they would laugh at me or escort me out.
I walked outside the room and it was early morning. I was standing with my mother, her friend and my youngest daughter.
We were all hungry and I suggested we go back inside or eat breakfast at a nice place. My daughter said "no I want to eat at Walmart". I kept insisting that we go somewhere nice. She insisted on Walmart.
While the three of them debated on what to do, I decided I wanted something better and went back into the ballroom. I didn't want mediocrity, I wanted the best I could have.
Again I felt out of place, but hoped no one would realize that I was alone. As I slowly walked toward The Banquet Table a lady walked toward me and ask if I would like to sample the food.
Oh yes I replied.
I sat down at The Banquet Table and the chef brought out a plate of turkey medallion's and a cream sauce. I began to taste the meat. It was like nothing I had ever eaten before. Word's cannot describe the wonder flavor's in the meat.
As I was eating, my youngest brother walked by the table and went into the kitchen. He came back out with a beautiful steak. It had 3 bones and 3 sauces on it. I was so much better than what I had and I thought, he must know the chef personally, to be able to walk into the kitchen and get his own meat. And what wonderful meat.
He didn't look at me or speak, but sat in a chair to my left and began to eat.
This was a dream....I awoke.
Friday, April 9, 2010
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