Broken Shoes Dream

I usually write my dreams down on paper but tonight I thought I would experiment. For the past few days I've had a head cold. Like always it started out with the tickle in the back of my throat, then migrated upwards straight to my sinuses. I've had a sinus headache all day and even with cold medicine I feel like someone just beat me up, but tonight before I went to bed it kicked in! I fell right to sleep, like a baby after a good feeding. The strange part, is that I woke up about an hour ago from the most bizarre dream I've had in a long time. I used to love dreaming, doesn't happen as often as it used to for some reason, which is fine with me, my dreams are always the same. As usual I can only remember minor details and all of them towards the end.

I am vising my mother and my husband and children are there too, we are all hanging out in the living room talking and laughing then my cell phone rings. I excuse myself to take the call and retreat into Mom's room. For a minute I can't figure out why this is such a disruptive call then I realize I'm on the phone with an ex-boyfriend. He is telling me we can't be friends anymore, I tell him that it's OK, that I understand. He's married now and his new bride is not at peace with our friendship. I tell him I am lucky because my husband knows that I love him and that I am faithful to him so he doesn't feel threatened. We knew the friendship could only remain as long as everyone we love was secure. He is saying his good-byes, expresses sadness that we will be missing the Jack Johnson concert. Then he tells me he hates that music now anyway. I pity him for feeling this way because there are some really great songs and he should just get over it and enjoy the music again. Then my mom comes into the room and starts folding laundry next to me, but really she is eavesdropping. My husband, Joe, also comes in and sits next to me. He notices I'm sad, he is very quiet, then looks right at me with understanding in his eyes and tells me everything will be OK.

The next part of my dream is so strange I don't even know how my brain connected it. My childhood friend Natalie and I are climbing on the outside of a tall building with her children, we are standing on windowsills and dangling our feet over the edge! I am terrified of heights, I tell her I want to get down because I'm getting hungry, but secretly I'm terrified. She shows me where the ladder is and her son and daughter starts to climb down, confidently and unafraid. She sits close by and watches me squirm with fear but says nothing. Finally I say "Screw it" and I jump down, I never needed a ladder, it wasn't very high to begin with. My shoes break as I am trying to walk with some dignity after falling so clumsily to the floor. They are so broken they don't even stay on my feet. I try hers on and they don't fit either. I finally just take them all off not caring about what people will think of my bare feet. We find a restaurant and there is a large dental conference going on for dentists I used to work with. I recognize the voice over the loudspeaker, Dr Fischer is praying in french! We eat a beautiful gourmet meal on fine china I choose ham and beautiful white beets, is there even such a food? I have some place to be, my family is waiting for me and I leave the building. Walking out the front door I say  to myself, "Joe will have shoes waiting for me." I'm not scared of anything, I walk confidently and unafraid.