What did you dream of as a kid? (I’m interested to find out what dreams you had as a kid, so please email me. I’m planning of making up a Top 20 list…)
As a kid, I had all kinds of dreams…
- I dreamt of being a member of G-Force.
- I dreamt of being an ordinary person with a superhero secret identity. I dreamt that I would spend all my day hours rescuing people with my awesome M.A.S.K. car.
- I dreamt that I was the daughter of Matt Trakker, who was rich and a superhero, the leader of M.A.S.K. (even though he had a son in the cartoon…)
- I dreamt of becoming a fighter jet pilot.
- When I started wearing glasses, I dreamt of becoming a helicopter pilot instead – specifically, an Airwolf helicopter pilot.
- I dreamt of living in a log cabin in the woods in the mountains (with Jan-Michael Vincent and playing the cello with him?).
- I dreamt of becoming a veterinarian.
- I dreamt of being a Gold-winning Olympic swimmer who was also a secret superhero.
- I dreamt of owning and driving a Honda Accord. (Hey, it was a big thing where I came from because my family didn’t own a car and it was extremely expensive to even own a dinky little Subaru Justy!)
- I dreamt that I was Laura in Remington Steele, working with Pierce Brosnan.
- In a culture where families live together under the same roof, even after marriage, my best friend and I dreamt of getting an apartment together and getting 2 dogs. We’d name the dogs
- When I got older, I dreamt of finding the cure to save the world. (I went into Medicinal Chemistry thanks to “Medicine Man”, starring Sean Connery.)
- I dreamt of riding a motorcycle.
- I dreamt that I’d marry a Flyers hockey player (the star of the team) and that he’d win the Stanley Cup.
As you can see, I had some crazy dreams. Some have come true – I love my Accord, and don’t tell my mom about me and motorcycles… Some dreams will be coming true in the future – like being the rich secret superhero, rescuing people from the prison of no financial freedom, and helping build stronger families. And sadly, some dreams have been buried– I am resigned to the fact that I will never become a member of G-Force or M.A.S.K (sniff sniff), nor will I become an Olympic swimmer. Yet some of the dead dreams were replaced with something even better, like my awesome husband. (Hon, you’re such a warrior and you beat Jan-Michael Vincent and the Flyers hands down.) I even have new dreams now, and they keep me going. In fact, they get me pretty excited about Life. Someone once said something like the following, “When your dreams are bigger than your problems, you will keep moving forward.”
Am I the only one who feels sad that many of us have had amazing and marvelous dreams as kids and we’ve let them die? And worse yet, we’ve allowed ourselves to shrink our remaining dreams? As an adult, do you have any dreams left?
Are not dreams the stuff (not fluff) of life? Why do we allow ourselves to smother our dreams? Why do you let others steal your dreams, and listen to them tell you that you can’t do it? I’m going to say it to you today, “You can!”
Your dreams may change the way they look over the years, but don’t give them up. What would the 10 year-old You say about the You today? Would that 10 year-old ask, “What happened to me? Did I sell myself out? Am I really such a loser?” I say to you, get back your dreams! And then pursue them! And when the going gets tough, dream bigger and get tougher!
You have one life to live – make it worthwhile and make good choices.
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