Dream-home is almost here

Well here we are!
He's moving here with us, it's amazing! I'm going to start a dream-home right here!
Well, I'm going to start this week by saying that Friday I had my first bad dream about Steven. Though I don't remember all of the details of the dream, I do remember that it was about him leaving me right there in the same breakfast table where we met, it was downright insulting and heartbreaking!
I also remember how I woke up crying from the dream, scared, sad, and almost shaking.
I called a friend I usually talk to during hard times, but he didn't answer. Then I called Bianca, my ex roommate, and she helped me feel a little bit better.
It wasn't until Steve came and healed the scars that this stupid dream left on my heart, that the memories of it didn't stop tormenting me, crossing my mind.
I cried a lot, was scared, and hoped and prayed that it never happens.
I wanted to call Steven, but I wasn't sure about calling him because I thought he might be working.
Finally he came here on Saturday, at his usual time. I was so sorry that my mind was still tormented by this dream, so I fell asleep when he wanted to practice his penny-wistle with me, I was exhausted mentally and emotionally.
"What's going on, baby? are you still thinking about that stupid dream?, don't pay much attention to those things", he told me. It wasn't what I needed to hear to let that dream go, so silently and slowly this dream was torturing me, I mean, I could not forget how real it sounded, that beautiful voice saying the words that hurt me the most, and how sadly I cried bbefore I finally shook myself away from that bad dream, how bitter where the tears I cried, how scary it was, etc.
Finally, when I thought I was going to cry in front of him, I took courage, and told him: "I just need to know one thing before we go to sleep", "What, about the dream?", he said sighing, I didn't know if it was of irritation, or because he was tired. "Yes, I need you to do me a favor and tell me this will never happen so I can have some sleep tonight". I guess he knew by the tone of my voice that I really needed to hear that, or I wasn't going to be able to let that dream go away.
"Honey," he said, in a soft, deep tone of voice, the kind that gets right to my heart when I need it to, "I won't do that. I won't ever leave you like that. I love you very much and I make time to come here to make you happy", he said as he held me in his arms and conforted me, with one hand on my heart and another one softly caressing my hair and then holding my hand. I could feel him healing me like a skilled surgeon would bind up a wound to stop it from bleeding. Only theseee were emotional cuts, the kind of cuts that are invisible and can only be healed with intense, powerful love.
I felt a lot better. Then he told me about his work and why he wouldn't stay in the relationship if he didn't really love me and was serious about it.
Then he ended the healing session by making love to me and blowing my mindd free from that stupid nightmare.
We went to sleep a little earlier than usual and then I woke up and watched him sleep peacefully like a baby.
Then the next morning, we talked and laughed for a while, then he talked to Cokie and then we kissed goodbye and he left for his lunch.
I was very relieved, and happy to see him as usual.
The good news came yesterday, when he called and told me he will be here startin November 22. I was in a shock of excitement. He also told me he was going to come today, and he did.
He came this morning to talk to Cokie, who was getting dressed for work.
Then we hung out for a while and Cokie and him came to an agreement that it was going to be the 22. Then we went to the store to get drinks and then came back to talk so more, about our plans, our day, about us!
When we were in Cokie's room and she was doing something for him in the computer, he held me close, and I currled into his arms like a ball. We laughed, hugged, kissed, moved around, and I loved it and was happy as as sunshine.
About 30 minutes before he left, we were sitting in the couch and I could feel, by the movement of his hands, his voice, everything else, how he told me that he loved me very much, and I told him I love him to, very, very much. I could feel how he was building up that "Bag of Dreams" deep within me, like a weaver who is weaving some enchanted fine thread into a marvelous peace of find artistry.
I still could not belive what I was hearing.
note: Cokie could tell that I was also feeling kind of dizzy . Since we got back from the store to the time he left, I found it kind of hard to walk on a straight line.Then after we kept talking and so on, he and Cokie left and I took a nice, long nap.

News:
My dream-home will start here, even before my birthday, amazing!

I'm going to spend Thanks-giving with my parents, and maybe I will spend my birthdaywith mom too.
I want it to be a home-coming birthday, but at the same time I want to party, or at least get together with my family celebrating my 24th birthday.
Then I think Steven is going to have a break for our anniversary, I hope we could do something special.

Well, got to go, llaters!