Thanks Ruth Ayres for providing a space to make celebration a part of our weekly routines.
I celebrate dreams.
I don’t have a long term dream that recently came true to talk about here like in Ruth’s Dreaming Big post. (Congratulations, Ruth!). Instead, today I celebrate a multitude of dreams, past and present. My dreams have given me hope and kept me going even when they didn’t come true or didn’t turn out exactly the way I had envisioned them. To give up would have been the beginning of despair and the end of hope. I know this because I’ve been down that path before. Fortunately, I had the sense to turn around and start again. And again. And again.
Without dreams, I wouldn’t have moved my family from the US to Ecuador then to Canada and back to Ecuador again. Or be thinking of doing it again!
Without dreams, I wouldn’t be pursuing my EdD, despite wanting to throw in the towel on more than one occasion. (Shoutout to my daughters, son and husband for believing in me and encouraging me not to give up.)
Without dreams, I wouldn’t be contemplating a change in the direction of my professional career. What that will be has not yet been revealed.
Without dreams, my husband and I wouldn’t have built our dream house. (Truly it is!)
Without dreams, I wouldn’t be able to walk into my classroom, on those days when I feel like the worst teacher on the planet, to give it another go. (My mantra: it’s all about my students. Love them and enjoy them. It’s the best balm for a weary heart!)
Without dreams, I wouldn’t be able to set an example for my three children about what it means to live life with integrity and passion. (I am so proud of you!)
So, I am grateful for the having of dreams.
Dreams that make life worth living.
Dreams that may start out one way, but instead get us to places unforeseen and unimagined.
I celebrate dreams, lots of them. Some accomplished and some still a little out of reach.
I celebrate dreams.