Have you ever had your subconscious mind know something was going to happen before your conscious mind did? It is really quite interesting what the subconscious knows that the conscious mind doesn’t. For example, for me this comes as dreams or a sense that something is going to happen — or is not going to happen.

I had at least three or four dreams and one very clear waking premonition that I would not be married to my husband for the rest of my life. I felt like there was someone else that I would spend the last part of my life with. I had a deep knowing I would not be spending eternity with my second husband, and I made my peace with that at least a couple months before he said he wanted out.

I thought something was going to happen to him, so I just focused on cherishing every moment I had with him. It never once occurred to me that we would divorce.

I had several dreams that I was married to someone else and would feel in the dream, “Who is this guy? I want my husband.” The man in my dreams bore no resemblance to my husband. I didn’t give any credence to them. In retrospect I see them as perhaps my subconscious mind picking up on signals that my conscious mind didn’t want to see or believe.

There was one dream in particular that I had about a week or two before my husband told me he wanted a divorce. I had the dream on a morning where my husband had gotten up and left for work. I’d hugged and kissed him goodbye and went back to sleep. The kids were off school that day so I was able to go back to sleep for a bit.

When I went back to sleep, I dreamed my husband came back into the room and sat next to me on the bed with flowers in his hand. He was not in uniform. His face looked completely different. He was not overweight at all. Trim. He kissed me and handed me these flowers. I was kind of shocked because he has never once brought me flowers. He seemed so loving.

Even though the man really looked nothing like my  husband, I just assumed he was some future version of him. Then he was gone and my husband walked back in the room in his uniform and I knew it was the present version of him. I thanked him for the flowers and he looked at me like I was nuts and said, “I didn’t give you flowers.” Then I woke up.

I’m wondering now if what I assumed was a future version of my husband wasn’t really him at all.

I had another dream after we separated that was set in the future. I was in a wedding dress and a bunch of people had gathered for what I assumed was a reception. Someone asked how old I was and I said “54.”  I’m 51 now. Then the dream fast forwarded, and I was in a beautiful home surrounded by family and friends — grandchildren I don’t currently know.

Someone asked me how old I was and I said, “76.”  I walked into another room and was greeted by a man who hugged me and kissed my cheek and I knew he was my husband. I knew that we had been married for 22 years.

There was much more to the dream — it was very detailed, and I’ve written it in my journal. In this dream I had no desire for my husband, nor did I even think of him at all. It felt like I had found the right relationship for me and that I had a rich, full and happy life.

When I get nervous about my future, I think about this dream and it gives me hope.