Just Landed

Just landed is a phrase I usually text to those who need to know I have arrived at my destination safely, whether it was by airplane, train or driving myself.

Little did I know that it would become a metaphor for my life and the title of my next book.

Consider this.

The first night I arrived home I slept like a rock.  When I woke up the next day, the sun was shining brightly and the birds were singing.  Loudly.

I looked out the bedroom window and was astonished to see that the white picket fence normally surrounding the front of our house was gone!  Vanished!  I could see the holes where the posts had been stuck in the ground, but the yard was wide open, expansive and inviting.

How could someone steal an entire picket fence? I thought to myself, and how could I not have heard them do it?

I went back to sleep, incredulous at these turn of events.

When I awoke again, I rushed to the window once more to see if the fence was still missing.

Of course, it was there.

It was never gone.

I sat on the edge of the bed and thought about it for a very long time.

I realized that I had experienced a dream, a very VIVID dream.  It was so real to me, I was shaken for most of the day every time I thought about it.

Then realized what a gift it was.

You don’t have to be Freud to figure this one out.