Thanksgiving Dream

AI helped

I had a weird dream..

 EXT. POINT GREY ROAD – DAY

I’m walking down Point Grey Road, the sun glistening on the ocean. The houses, those towering mansions, are lined with balloons and banners swaying in the breeze. A strange sense of celebration fills the air. People wave, smiling at me like I’ve been expected.

CROWD (in unison, joyful) We’ve been waiting for you! Welcome!

I stop, confused, but they surround me, their warmth undeniable. They gesture toward a Tiny House—just like the Tumbleweed model I used to dream of. It sits on a perfect patch of grass, as if it belongs there.

PERSON 1 (gesturing to the house) It’s yours! Just like you imagined it. Little house on wheels. Come, we’ve so much to show you!

They guide me closer, pointing out where everything will be hooked up to the local facilities—water, power, everything. A truck pulls up, overflowing with plants, fruits, vegetables, and treats, everything I could need to start a life here. They hand me a bike, fishing rods, and a toolkit—all of it feels too good to be real.

PERSON 2 (leading me inside the house) This is your home now. For as long as you want.

The inside is perfect. Every detail is as if it had been pulled from my dreams. Tears fill my eyes. Then, a familiar voice calls from behind.

VOICE Hi, Mama!

I turn. It’s my kid.

MY KID Guess what—I got one too! We’re gonna be neighbours!

We collapse into each other’s arms, laughing and crying. It’s everything I’ve ever wanted—peace, security, family. I can’t believe it’s real. But it is.

It really is

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INT. ROOM – MORNING

I wake up suddenly. Silence. The light filters through the window. But there’s no heat. I’m wrapped in fleeces, buried under layers of blankets.

It was a dream.

The joy fades, replaced by the cold reality of my room. But the sun is shining, and I can hear the quiet outside. I take a deep breath, pulling the blankets tighter, giving thanks for just being alive. Thanksgiving morning.

Because this year…this year, so many I knew didn’t make it.

I close my eyes and whisper my gratitude to the universe. The dream still lingers. Maybe one day it will be more than just a dream.