Someone asked me what my dream was? what is it I want...dream of...what do I think of more than anything else...I want it all! At least I did at one time...and thought I had it all...or at least in the foreseeable future...a partner...a lover...best friend all rolled up into one...life in a small town...with plans of a summer house in the hills...secluded...designed and built by hand...by us...a special place where friends and family would visit...laughter....play...singing...a quiet life but full of love...a simple life...what we wanted...but it was taken from me without my consent...I didn't get a say...a chance to keep my dream...
Sure I could make the dream happen...another place...another person...but would it be the same? NO, it wouldn't....this dream is dead...it's never going to happen...its taken me a long time to admit the dream is gone and not coming back....ever....so now what? a new dream? In some ways I am afraid to try another dream...afraid of it dieing too...without my consent...and health issues right now keep me from even considering a dream close to the one I had...responsibilities too keep me tied down...sometimes you just have to take life as it is and make the best of it....sometimes just living day by day is all you can do...
No comments:
Post a Comment