We got our annual arctic blast here in the North Texas region today and it is cold. Even though Fargo-ites might consider it merely brisk, 10 degrees is damn cold to a Texan.
So cold, it’s frozen my freaking brain.
While many others in my neck of the universe were stuck at home with schools closed and impassible roads, I had to climb in my car, make the treacherous trek to the office, and force my brain to multitask, prioritize and disseminate pertinent information.
“I’ve giv’n her all she’s got, Cap’n – I canna give her no more!”
Although – happy plug the 2010 Subaru Forester – my sweet Sachi drove terrific on the icy roads today.
The ideas we have when we are young are so amazingly fresh and pure. And, I’m not talking teen years – I was already angst ridden and jaded by then. I’m referring to the single digit years. When I was 7, 8 and 9 years old, I could feel God in the sunshine, see fantastical creatures in the clouds, and know without question that I was going to be a famous actress raising a passel of kids with enough time to save whales and frogs across the world.
As I grew older, my dreams became fragmented and began a juxtaposition dance of interchange that would last beyond the writing of this post. I have forgotten more terrific ideas to travel the universe, stop world wars and cure cancer than there are shapes of snowflakes. I have let countless dreams slip from my retained memory banks of becoming an attorney, Olympic equestrian, President of the United States, Tony Award Winning Playwright/Actress and astronaut.
A dream that never lost first hold in my heart nor one I ever imagined giving up to see any one of the others jump to the head of the line. That’s how I know it was the dream for me – I wasn’t willing to sacrifice it to gain anything else. And I continue to dream it even though it has already come true.
Once when I married my best friend.
The second time when our son was born.
And the third, when our daughter arrived.
Family is one blessed dream I am so very grateful I never let go as the years have piled on. And it is one I hope to pass along to our kids by telling them every day what a dream come true they are for not only me, but also for the world they will help shape with their ideas and dreams.
“If a human being dreams a great dream, dares to love somebody; if a human being dares to be Martin King, or Mahatma Gandhi, or Mother Theresa, or Malcolm X; if a human being dares to be bigger than the condition into which she or he was born—it means so can you. And so you can try to stretch, stretch, stretch yourself so you can internalize, ‘Homo sum, humani nil a me alienum puto. I am a human being, nothing human can be alien to me.’ That’s one thing I’m learning.” — Dr. Maya Angelou
Even for those who know, the learning continues.
Weather warm or cold
infuses spirit in life.
Spoken words break time.