So last night my husband had a nightmare that I had died. He was screaming in his sleep and woke me up. When he woke up from his nightmare, he yelled "you're here! You're here!" And I said, "yes honey, it's ok, I'm here." He started crying and sobbing, telling me that I had accidentally died while we were on vacation. He went back to sleep again. When we finally got up from bed, we talked about his dream and he said, "it's God telling me to appreciate you". He said he wouldn't be able to live if I were gone... that he wouldn't want to live. It really shook him up.

So yesterday's events and bad mood on his part are now replaced by a new perspective on life I do believe, and I have to say that I am very thankful for that. I had been feeling QUITE bitter about what happened yesterday AM, and about him taking his foul mood out on me.

This morning he's been the exact opposite -- his usual loving and affectionate self.