Dreams

I had a dream, it was so vivid it really felt like I had visited another dimension. When I woke up I was compelled to write about it. It is not really a story or a poem, I really don't know what this is, but I thought I would share it with you.

"Dreams"

I had a life, a different life, a great and fantastic life. It wasn't like the one I wake up to now. It was as picturesque and perfect as a Hollywood movie. My home had a wonderfully big yard, the kids absolutely loved it. It was a good size house, not a mansion but plenty of room.  There was a warmth to the home, one fueled by hearts not furnaces. During Halloween and Christmas it glowed with festive colors. It was a sanctuary for those that dwelled there, an escape from the outside world. A utopia designed for a select few.

There was a crisp fall day, I had spent the morning raking the leaves into two giant piles of orange, yellow and red. They did not stay piled very long as the children jumped into them creating a beautiful explosion of color. The dog spent the next few minutes chasing leaves only catching a few.

They were great kids, a boy and a girl, two years apart. The boy was kind, funny and a decent athlete. He played hockey, baseball and anything else he could get himself involved in. Competitive but not to the point that he became unbearable. He questioned everything and was more curious then that dead cat. Without fail in his gym bag you would find a book with pages dog-eared and notes written on the margins. It took a lot to bring him down. He was a fountain of optimism, his smile always etched on his face.

The girl was pretty, smart and caring. She was very creative, always telling the most interesting tales. She was always more comfortable acting as some other character than just being herself. There was a desire and a passion in her to entertain others, her joy came from the joy she could give someone else. She seemed to be at home with nature, and animals just took to her kindness. Any pet we brought into the home chose to sleep at the foot of her bed.

Not many guys get to marry their dream girls, but I did. She had been my dream girl since we first met when I was five years old. It was like two long lost souls had found each other after eons apart. I wish I could say we never separated, but that was not the case. Life happens, and you don't have much of a say in it when you are so young. It just happens to you. So we were separated, but eventually fate brought us back together. Just like I knew it always would. There were days when I felt lost and unsure of tomorrow, but since she had returned to my life there is no more doubt.

If you asked what I did for work in this dream life I could not tell you. Never once did I see myself away from my family. It was the most important thing to me. From moments at the dinner table to watching the joy in my children's eyes on Christmas Day the only glimpses I saw of this life were with them. Maybe in this life money didn’t matter, we didn’t spend so much time trying gather as much as we could, like squirrels with nuts before the winter. Or better maybe in this life money didn’t exist.

You would think seeing this life, so different than mine would make me sad. It actually fills me with hope. Somewhere out there I do have it all. It may only be in a dream, maybe it is in an alternate reality. Either way somewhere my heart is filled with joy, I am surrounded by love, and feel lucky to be alive. If I can feel that way there, then I can eventually feel that way here.