Dreams of my reality (In dedication to a very special person in my life) As I prepared myself for a night of intriguing dreams and fantasy worlds that lied ahead in my slumber, I pondered on what I wish for in my life. As usual I began to think of how important the life that is growing inside me is and how I must prepare for her a world of unconditional love. I began to move ahead to plan my future that lie so shortly in front of me. It seems so very simple when I have it only as a thought in my head. You are there always happy and showing so much love that I don’t know just how to absorb all of it. And as I hold my precious angel in my arms, I ever so unnoticeably look up to see that you are looking at her with the very same love that you give to me. In this thought I always find myself asking what did we do to deserve someone who loves us both this much? What have I done to deserve someone who is and will always be there for me and my baby just as if it was the way that it was intended to be? A journey made for me before I was ever created. So how could I in any way doubt what is meant to be such and important part of who I am and will be? As my thoughts move further on its always the same I see us laughing and happy with hardly a care in the world. Maybe it’s something silly like crying because our baby took her first step or it’s laughing because we have no reason to cry. Or it’s the simply fact that with all odds stacked against what we wanted to achieve in our lives we overcame them as hard as it may have been because we never gave up on the fact that love and trust will always win if you give it a chance. Life can be so hard sometimes that it would be so much easier to just say I don’t want to do this anymore it’s not worth it. But just about the time your ready to give up something wonderful and unbelievable knocks on your door and reminds just how precious life really can be. Many times I have thought nothing was ever going to be there for me in my life and that maybe I really didn’t have a purpose on this earth. It took many years and lots of doubts to realize that there is a reason for my existence . One day I woke up and found that not only did I have someone that needed me and the love that I could give I also found that there is someone that has a love to give to me and to share the gifts that life has chosen to give to us. Even though I know that times may get hard and reaching that final goal may take time, I can’t and won’t give up on what is already ultimately who and what I am. Some would say my life is that of a fantasy world, not me, I know what my life is. It is a hope and love that I feel and know in my heart and soul that I can only achieve by putting my trust in the fact that what has taken a lifetime to obtain is finally within my reach and all that I have to do is reach my arms wide open and except and embrace my gifts of love and life with all that I have within me. And once in my possession never let what is real and true slip away from me. With the thoughts of such beautiful and tranquil images I drift into a deep sleep filled with dreams of what is to become such an important part of my life. And then without fail as it generally does, morning sun awakens me and I find myself remembering the thoughts that passed through my mind as I drifted into my sleep and with reality as it does come after a dream actually reaches me. I realize that it’s not only a dream that my pillow and I had shared the night before. It is my future and I must get up face the day and be prepared to reach for all that I know will soon be in front of me. It is my life as wonderful and great as it sounds. This is what after many years of waiting has finally been brought into view. How can something so magnificent be mine, I think instead of question or doubt I will be just be happy. NESS September 28, 2001
Reason for writing:
This poem is about the two people in my life who hold my heart and capture my soul. I love you Kris and Dominique!
Birth sign: Aquarius
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