Today the sermon, was about dreams. The Rev said we should never give up, not on our dreams. I wonder if the dreams still live in me. Sometime ago I wanted so much, I dreamt of a life with you, i dreamt of children, I dreamt of a home, I dreamt of pursuing my career, my biggest dream always involved me and you walking hand in hand with grey hairs on our heads..
Dreams keep your eyes looking up, keeps your feet on the ground and moving towards prosperity.......
Now,---pause-
The dreams have become ....hazy. They are not lost but they are not clear. I still have my eyes on the prize of realising my potential in seeing my career thru'. But there are times when I sit on this chair, and ask my self why am so hard at it....strategising, on the drawing board trying to figure it all out. I had lunch with Mish today, after the service and as she sat there, as we shared our hopes, I looked at myself in the restaurant mirror, and I dont want to get wrinkles without earning them
I want to spend my youth, putting this energy into my longlife dreams, I know I can do it, and I know I will, because its not by my might.
A thought just crossed my mind, when we first met..... me sitting down on the floor busy singing that Judy Boucher song. Everytime I hear the song, I think about your rendition of You Caught my Eyes
Dont I just love the song, reminds me of the old country roads, the long grasses, the dust, me, you. That is how I know if I dont get myself thru this trying moments, It would be hard to let somebody else in here.....