Friday, November 4, 2011
Do you remember the dreams of your youth?
The places you knew for sure you would go. Who you would be.
I laugh at the naivety of my own dreams and thoughts, the things I was so sure of. So sure would happen and wouldn’t. I look at my life know looking through the memory of those dreams and I laugh, this is not the life I imagined.
What will they remember?
What will they hold deep in their heart of this fleeting time called youth?
Will they remember being in a house that was filled with love and fun or will they remember that time I yelled? Will they remember the tickle parties and the dreams of being a princess animal rescuer or will they remember not getting to do that one thing that one time?
Will the remember that first house, the first steps the first days or will they only remember the last ones? The last time we were a family of four, the last time we went here or did that.
I hope that they will remember their dreams and their hopes but mostly I hope they will remember the love.
Mine, theirs, and HIS.