This dream seemed so real.
I was in some kind of community (parents? boy scouts?) and we were all going through our own relatinoship struggles.
There was one couple where a woman was super clumsy, and the guy wasn’t very thoughtful.
I know there were more.
I feel like Steve and I were watching them like it was a show, but I feel like I was part of it.
After a lot of things happened, that girl with the not thoughtful boyfriend fell into the lake (from a branch of a tree where she was with her boyfriend), and a fairy pulled her out.
Many fairies came out, each one with a power to help someone.
The woman in the bad relationship went to her boyfriend (At their home I think) and asked him to make her dinner as a test.
He baked her a really quick biscuit and gave it to her.
She said why didn’t he think to give her more, like orange juice or avocado.
He said they didn’t have any.
She left him.
Then she went to this guy who was super nice to her, he was on a wheel chair.
And he would be the kind of guy that couldn’t just go to the grocery store to buy these things, but he said if she bought the oranges he could go online to buy a juicer.
At that point I “paused the show” and turned to Steve and told him, with tears in my eyes, that it’s not the DOING the thing that matters… she just WANTS him to WANT to be thoughtful towards her.
Steve just nodded.
Hit PLAY again.
The woman ended up asking the wheelchair guy out.
Like this story there were a couple more. Of men and women whose lives were made better by these fairies.
They looked at life differently.
They were going to live for themselves now.