Our Dreams


Our Dreams

 

Are you still able to dream? I don’t mean the type that owns our sleep, I am asking you if you still have any personal dreams? We all have to face the sands of time, it is also true that we are at different stages on our personal tell of the tape. I am over 60 now and have had poor health for many years. If the Doctors had been correct I probably would have been dead around 2003-04. It was difficult for me to finally have to admit it to myself a couple of days ago, that I guess my chances of making the Cubs roster this year are pretty slim, then again, we are talking about the Cubs.

 

This question I have for you, no matter where you are at on your own personal ruler of time, have you become a person without dreams? Reality, sometimes fails to live up to any of our dreams. But as we get older and have not obtained certain goals that we have had since we were small kids, sometimes reality can burn a person out, from the inside. I think that we humans are for the most part adapt, we have to, we adapt to our failures and even to our successes. Just because I can’t get the Cubs to sign me to a long-term deal doesn’t mean that I couldn’t dream of becoming something else, like a Country or Blues or Blue Grass singer. As it turns out just as the Cubs would not sign me for the mere fact that I have no talent (I didn’t think it mattered with them), the Country, Soul, and Blue Grass  music bosses say that talent is required, how dare they.

 

In your opinion is this thought true or not, that a person without dreams is dead? If you think about it this last sentence said two truths with the same words. I ended up spending my adult life in my number four dream of living behind the wheel of eighteen wheels pulling forty thousand pounds behind. Number three for me would have been to be a Minister for Jesus along the lines of Doctor Billy Graham, but my troubles with languages and my lack of public speaking ability dashed that also. To me, I find two things disturbing about my list, I would have hoped that being a quality Minister would have been number one on this list. But the most disturbing though crossed my mind as I was typing this post and I will end with a personal though to you tonight. That first job that I should have said was my number one dream job that I totally screwed up, being a Daddy to my two blood children.

 

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