What a fantastic dream

I forgot to take my pills yesterday and instead of the usual nightmare, I had such a fantastic dream. It seemed to last all night. I either woke up or came very close to the surface a couple of times and I remember thinking that I should write it down quickly before I forget, and that it would make a fantastic novel. It was of one womans journey through life, however it started off being based in the late C13th/early C14th but ended up her dying in the C20th. All in the space of 60 or so years. The details are fading already - she was fleeing from war, had two daughters one of whom went off to the Holy Land with a man, the other stayed with her. A man accompannied her on her journey, not her husband but he became a faithful partner who remained with her through bad times and good until he died several years before her. They wanted a child but it was not to be. Her journey took her across oceans on a ship and by walking. It was a difficult turbulent journey at times, especially in the early years. She was conned several times but at last found a comfortable life however, she always wanted to return home, but that place just didnt exist anymore. Her final journey was to be to return to her birthplace, but she died peacefully on board the train taking her there. Which was just as well for she would have been very disappointed at how much it had changed and it would have no longer felt like home. Published 7.45ish am Monday 10th July