Dreams

One day, I'm going to go to Disney World. You used to promise us you'd take us there, every year. We had a jar in the living room. It was filled with coins. Every time we had change, putting into that jar was one of the most exciting things I could experience. You always told us, next year. I wonder what happened to that money. I don't think I will I ever know. What I do know, is how much I hated it when you promised my little sister. I knew that dream wouldn't come true. Why did you have to get her hopes up? But none of that matters. None of the other circumstances circling that period matter. What matters is this: One day, I'm going to go to Disney World. Not alone, with my three sisters. We'll fulfill that dream together instead. My nieces too. And maybe, my other two little sisters. The point is, we'll go. At the very least the four of us will. When I have kids, I won't be mother. For many reasons, but the point here, I won't break promises. I won't shatter dreams. And I won't be her in any other ways either. Perhaps we're older now, but we'll still enjoy the magic. The awe-inspiring, imaginative creation will be ours. Until that day, we won't stop dreaming. To my family, friends, and babies, I love you. Don't stop dreaming, believing, or creating. Hope. Love endlessly, live effortlessly, and dream without abandon. Our lives are simply creations from our own minds. They are intricate webs of design drawn out of deep recesses of minds. We connect each moment with our own actions and our own interpretations. We are in control. So stay strong, stay alive. So many live, without living. But we won't take these gifts for granted.