Why didn't I mind being the second wife in my dream?
I had this dream several days back. I thought the theme was pretty obvious but now I'm confused and curious too.
The Dream:
I was walking along the corridors in my school. When I reached the girl's toilet, I looked at it in dismay because it doesn't look clean. An uncle cleaner told me to use the handicapped's toilet instead. I walked in to find that it's sparklingly clean and as spacious as a room.
When I sat on the toilet bowl, I find myself having difficulties peeing (Like always in most of my dreams). And then the room changed like magic, to a different room. Two women appeared in the room, one who's older than me by probably 10+ years old, the other much much older than me, probably a granny.
Then a priest appeared in the room and announced that I am the second wife of the girl who's older than me by 10+ years, the granny like person is the first wife. Afterwards we appeared in formal events in threes. With me standing on my wife's left, and the first wife standing on her right.
I was always holding my wife's hand, and tightly too. The warmth of her palm was memorable.
There were times when the granny suddenly changed and becomes my grandmother, I am not sure if my wife changes and becomes my mother too. Throughout the dream, the two people were switching between two unknown people and my closest family members.
On one occasion I was back in the magic changing room with my wife and the first wife again, and the room changed into one filled with pastries.
During the last scene, one moment I can see my grandmother, the next moment my wife was talking about how important I meant to her. After she finished saying, she gave me a big side hug. In my dream, I was visualising the ring in my pocket when she was hugging me.
Overall, the dream gave me a very bliss feeling and I hoped it would last. And after the dream, I have a whole new concept on mistresses and second wives.
Any ideas what the dream meant and why I didn't mind being the second wife?