My nightmare was awful, but strangely like my own decision to marry - although I was terrified but went through with it because I knew more than anything that despite my fear, this was something that was right and I had to do it. In my nightmare I was engaged to a mysterious and angry person and wandered my parent's house on my wedding day, trying to find a way out of this horrible situation. It didn't help that I have a raging sore throat that kept me waking up in a panic. When I woke up from it all finally, I realized where I was and I was already married to the best guy in the universe. Do you ever have mornings like that? Oh, the relief!!
There isn't a huge point to this, just that being sealed to a honest, brilliant and loving partner is the greatest thing there is. I hope you know exactly what I mean :)