Lydia's Dream

Lydia Brattin posted this on Facebook today:

I hate to bother you all by posting this, but I woke up in the middle of a dream that I have to tell you about. I don't recall all of it, but the last part of it is replaying in my head right now, so I'm typing this before I forget it. It was a usual Sunday morning, my parents and I were walking into Fellowship when I skipped ahead of them and went into the room where the teens have Sunday School classes in.
   I was about to say hi to Hopie and some of the kids in the room when I spotted the strangest thing. Sitting on the couch he always sat on in the teen room was a young man with brownish-blond hair, light beach-tan skin, and twinkling blue eyes that I couldn't believe was there: Hayden. Shocked, I gasped his name and asked if it was really him before nearly falling over when he gave me one of his room-brightening smiles and responded by saying that he was really there. I tried to stutter out the words, "But you were gone," but even if I wasn't stuttering, Hayden (who must have been shocked at his friend stuttering while trying to talk to him) looked at me and grinned in the same room-brightening was as his smile. It was the grin that I hadn't seen for months, and I couldn't believe that he was back that day.
   Well, noticing how much of a crying and stuttering fool I was, I turned around and walked out of the Sunday School room, trying to find my parents and tell them about Hayden. When I came back into the room a few moments later, my dad was in there with everyone. I looked at dad and asked, "Dad, can you believe he's back?" As dad nodded, Hayden inquired about who I was asking dad about and all I could say was, "You." I then gave him a quick hug before backing away and sitting on the couch. I put my head in my hands and wondered how all this could happen, and I was awake before I looked back up.

(This makes me so happy-just the thought of it. It's very encouraging to me that everyone who has a dream about you always reports how happy you are. This reminds me that Lizzie Beard had a dream about you she told us about. I am going to track that down. Love you!)

For Lizzie's dream: I don't know if it was on Facebook or if Dad did a family text of it, but from what I remember, she said you both were little kids in her dream and you were very happy in her dream. If I come across what she actually said about it, I will post it. Love you!