I had a weird dream last night.  I was selfish.  I was more concerned with how I looked to the world versus Doug's feeling.  He was so happy, but I was embarrassed.  At the end, I finally realized that his happiness was all that mattered, but I was still feeling self centered.  I know dreams aren't reality.  I know they can't be interpreted literally.  But somehow, I still carry this feeling of guilt and it's been hours since I woke up.  I truly want to live my life in such a way that my husband feels loved, supported and yes, even challenged to grow as a person.  I want my children to see how love and respect and commitment make a strong and happy family.  I strive for that everyday and hope that's the message they're receiving, even though they're too young to understand.