Dream On!

The good news is that it is a beautiful morning after a wild weather weekend. My 3 mile walk with my walking friends was crisp, quick, and full of fun conversation and laughter. Even better news is that I love baseball season, and my SF Giants swept the Diamondbacks. The Mister loves me, and I love him. Church was fun, informative, and busy. The Mister and I treated ourselves to In and Out burger. Life is very very good.

The bad news is the dream has died. My college guy has dropped out of college, given up on D 1 water polo, and taken a $10 an hour job as a line cook. At our family meeting yesterday, the Mister and I detailed what we would not be picking up the tab for any longer. I cautioned him about trusting Chef Dave for all these promises. You know, if it sounds too good to be true, it probably isn't. And yes, I used the Pimp word. I did caution him about being totally loyal and beholden to an adult Pimp in anything. The only time any reality set in was when I reminded him that he would have to live somewhere that had a wi fi set up and that he had to pay his own cell bill. We talked about a lot of things.


The dreams parents have for their children are real and full of hope. Those dreams are alive with possibilities, tears, investment, prayer, and encouragement. When dreams die an unnatural death, it is painful. I am so grateful for the beauty of a new day and the promise that I can rest under the wings of the Lord. He is my rock, my peace, my friend, and my savior. I have been humbled and know more now than I did a year ago when that dimpled 18 year old flung a yellow boy across a pool with a smile and a laugh. Dreams....I will have new ones, but I will be cautious about those that involve those that I love so deeply. Dreams....everyone has them. Dreams.....some come true and some don't.