I remember a day when I had a dream…

A dream of life so soft and warm, of laughs and hugs and so much more…

As each dream was shattered, I’d pick up the pieces and tucked them away, safe inside a box for another day…

When another dream was shattered after so few years, I soon realized there was nothing left in that box of mine…

But I will always remember a day when I had a dream.

Though I will never give up on dreaming, this poem came as the end result of my hurt. I am a dreamer, always have been and always will be…but life doesn’t always work out as planned, so we forge forward, do what we need to do to heal, find another dream, or simply live in the memories. I am an optimist and though my steps may leave marks along the way, the path before me is filled with happiness, joy and hope. Some nights, like tonight, feel empty, tired and sad…but tomorrow will be another day and I know I will be okay…I know I will be okay…I know I will be okay. Tonight I’m sad, sad for the brokenness of our lives, sad because of hurt for so many, sad because a dream was shattered and leaves it’s scars on our hearts. I prayed to God to show me what path to take, and though I trust the path he led me on, I can’t help but feel the loss…can’t help but shed the tears along the way for a dream…a dream I once held that is now a memory. Loss is loss, no matter what kind…plain and simple. It doesn’t matter what caused the loss, who’s fault it was or the combination of the two…a loss is a loss and it hurts deep in our soul like nothing else matters. I know I want the pain to stop, the anguish to subside…but it takes time. Loss is painful and sad…but it’s not the end.

Once again God and my family are my cushion when I fall, they soften the edges and give me the warmth of love needed to heal. My life is unsettled, my future unsure, but healing has started and each day will be better. I know there will be times of loneliness, sorrow, even bumps that I may stubble over. I’ll have hills to climb, and rough roads to travel, but all in all, life will smooth out. As the morning light begins to trickle through the blinds, light fills my mind with possibilities of a stronger today, and the promise of a better tomorrow.