"Throughout our lives, we will have many dreams together; some will come true while others will remain just dreams..."
This weekend was one of those times we have to realize our path in life is different than what we imagined it would be and let go of a dream...
We do 1860's historical reenacting and had a baby shower for a friend, who too has fought the CNBC battle. Thankfully, they were blessed this year. There are very few people I would pass this baby dress on to, but she is one of them.
My mother gave me this dress years ago, in mutual hopes of our own family. I figure 15 years is long enough holding on to it...
As she read the card aloud explaining to all what the dress meant (I asked her to), and she opened the package, I stood there quietly crying my eyes out. This struggle does not have to be silent, it does not have to be hidden from the world. I have decided to show my tears, my pain, my joy in sharing my dreams with someone else.
Again... "Throughout our lives, we will have many dreams together;
some will come true while others will remain just dreams..."
some will come true while others will remain just dreams..."
