Living the dream

We often spend the first thirty odd years of our lives living a dream.

We think we know what we want. We think we know what is possible. We think we know who we are. We even think these same things about the people around us.

And then -- at some point we wake up and find out who we really are and sometimes discover we are so different from the people around us that we don't even speak the same language.

It's hard to talk things over, work things out, continue on . . . when the words don't reflect the same feelings . . . the actions no longer mean the same things . . . the dreams can turn into nightmares that have nothing to do with reality . . . and we find ourselves at sea.

Lost for words and dreams and hope, that is the time to move gently apart and reassess who we actually are. It is time to start over.

Starting over does not mean erasing the past, it means incorporating it into the reality of now and once that is done, the real dream starts.

Older, wiser, and more understanding.