I saw you standing a short distance from me as tall as you are with a white button down shirt and what I believe was a pair of dark denim blue jeans. There you stood at least six feet two inches tall, bald-headed with those pretty, brown eyes. You turned and looked at me saying, "Khadijah you are my bride, my wife" and I said, "Ok" as we went further down the hallway. You stopped again and said, "Khadijah, you are my bride, my wife." My response was still the same, "Ok." Then I woke up to the realization that this was only a dream that I tried to make reality.