When I am stressed or worried I have a recurring dream.
It's the day that dreams are made of, it's my wedding day.
People are everywhere, but they are all too busy to calm me, who can I turn to?
My dress has gone missing, I need someone to find it, who will help me?
The hairdresser hasn't arrived in time, who can I turn to?
The car gets lost, I'm running out of time, this wedding won't happen, I need someone to help me.
I wake suddenly, panicking in a tangle of sheets, gasping for breath, the humid air drowning me.
I instinctively turn to my right, to seek solace in the steady heartbeat and the arms heavy with sleep...this is my turning point.
I have no need to worry, or be fearful. I know when that when I panic I can turn to you. You will set me on the right path. You are my turning point.