i dream every night. life like colorful dynamic dreams. so similar to waking life i sometimes stay upset about a fight i had with flash that was only in a dream. in my dreams, so often, i can fly. it is a simple fact. no other people fly. and my flight is a secret – i wait until no one is looking to take off and when i am in flight no one ever see’s me. i can fly fast, i can float, i can hover or race.
when i am awake i cannot fly. my body stays rooted to the ground just like every one else i know. when i am awake i cannot fly but i can dream. sometimes, as a full time parent, it is so important to be reminded that we can dream. i have dreams and i have been reminded. dreams for my children, dreams for my family, dreams for my self. i have dreams and i am setting my goals on more dreaming.
i cannot fly but i can dream. i will dream. and i will chase my dreams into being.
meanwhile i will help the bean create homemade valentines for his preschool exchange:
i always dreamt of being at home raising my children and here i am doing it. blessed.