A Crazy Love Story

One night, very early in Tim's and my relationship, we were sleeping. Spooning. Out of nowhere, interupting my deep sleep, I felt a WHACK on the back of my head! My former weight-lifting, body-building man had hit me with all of his strength, in his sleep, on the back of my head! After I had recovered from the unintentional beating, I turned over and kicked him and asked him what the heck he was doing. Still half asleep he said, "It was falling and I saved you," and that was that.



The next morning, my neck was hurting and I was determined to get a better story of why I was beaten out of my sleep. I asked Tim about it again, and he looked at me and then smiled. "I was having a dream that we were in a junkyard," he said. "One of those big magnets that holds cars was right over your head and dropped the car. I hit the car really hard and saved your life. I didn't mean to hurt you!"



My dreamy man had saved my life! I was in pain, but I had been saved.

I still smile when I think of this. I love my strong (and really gentle) man.