I once thought that dreams and wishes were luxuries. I believed that if I put my nose to the grindstone, then one day, all the bills would be paid and I would no longer have any worries. I couldn’t understand the dreamers or those whose work ethic I felt to be much different from mine.
Of course, nothing is ever purely black and white. Along the way, life happens, and there are always new burdens to replace those that are taken away.
Though I worked diligently for the same company for 15 years, I found out just how dispensable I was to them in the blink of an eye. Having been on the work force since I was 16 years old, my idea of self-worth was closely aligned to my identity as a person with a job. I was the one to contribute to the family income, to pay off my parents’ bills, to take care of the emergencies. I think someone from Above wanted to help me to remove those golden handcuffs and to take a break from the rat race.
Instead of working constantly to put out someone else’s fires, I now have the time to enjoy the luxuries of dreaming and wishing. I can see a tomorrow full of opportunities and choices.
Alas, in our society, most dreams and wishes come with a price tag – those bills to be paid, that vacation to fund, the home to purchase. But it’s OK … as long as you remember to put some of that toil into funding YOUR own dream. Break the goal into smaller, manageable pieces … and enjoy each moment on the journey that leads to the end of your rainbow. Reward yourself at each milestone. Don’t just race towards that pot of gold … though you just might reach it by tomorrow, you never know if you’ll still be here tomorrow to enjoy it.