The Mansion Beach Wedding

Date: 12/26/2018

I dreamt that my husband and I was invited to an anniversary party that his cousins were having at a mansion on a beach. My grandmother was there as well. When we arrived, all of her guests gathered in the same room. We were all assigned to do something in the wedding, although an actual wedding never took place. I saw my husband glance at a girl there. Apparently they had dated in the past. I felt inadequate. So, I started to roam around the wide open Halls of the old beach mansion. Everything was painted white, and some of the paint was chipping around the edges. It was very well maintained though. The wooden floors was made from bamboo. There were so many windows, with the sun shining through. Every step I took, I could see the waves. They kept getting bigger, and bigger. Then, I reached a door. When I opened it up, a gust of salty air over took me, as I stood on a wooden dock that was built behind the mansion. It shook violently as the massive waves broke underneath. Before I walked back inside, I took a glance at the mansion from where I was, and it was much BIGGER than I could ever imagine. There were arches, shrubbery, beautiful green grass that lead into sand. Once back inside, my husband and grandmother were looking for me. I warned them that the door I went through was a deck that was being ajar by massive waves. Afterwards we got ready to leave.