HEY, DAYDREAMER!

I admit it. I'm a daydreamer. Now there are certain times that make for better daydreaming than others. January, for one; at least in Canada. After all the hoopla and holiday frenzy of Christmas and New Years, daydreamers shut their doors. Too snowy, too icy and definitely too cold out. Let's grab a blanket and the dog and stare into the fireplace. 

Summer's slower pace is also excellent for daydreaming! 

What's this? You are too methodical, too rational, too busy for daydreaming? Well, let me give you a few tips! 

While walking and even biking make for reasonably safe daydreaming, driving not so much. Please, move over to the passenger seat and muse away! 

Turn off the TV.

This hobby is not usually a group activity. In fact it is better on your own. Your family and friends will not appreciate you off in another space or time zone when they are expecting your undivided attention! Having said that, if you find a soul mate who is just as happy to daydream as much as you are and you can quietly sit in each other's space, your may be very close to Daydreamer's Nirvana.

"What if" is better than "if only". "What if" allows you to think big, dream big, expand your imagination. "If only" will sit you likely in the past, mulling over regrets and missed opportunities.

This summer, take some time out and daydream. Even God himself challenges you to try and out-dream Him! "No eye has seen, no ear has heard, and no mind has imagined, what God has prepared for those who love him."

So come join me in the Revery and Dream a little Dream with me.

THE BUSINESS OF LIFE

Right outside my front window, I've been watching the journey of two Robins. They started by meticulously building a cosy nest. I watched them fly back and forth, back and forth with bits and pieces creating a perfect home, amazingly with nothing more than a couple of beaks and a few claws! Then mom just sat there - a lot. She would only leave briefly wherein dad would stand on watch. I was getting concerned she was sitting on duds! But finally they were returning to the back and forth routine, this time with fat juicy worms and stuffing them into little beaks. Today, I see the nest is vacant and no doubt those little teenagers are tucked away somewhere getting a feel for their kick at the can. 

Hard work, this business of life! Raising a family, working together, building, fighting, loving. 

My parents celebrated their 60th Wedding anniversary this past week! 

They can tell you a thing about the hard work the have put in together. They bought and sold houses, they struggled with money and job ups and downs, they had great parties!

They raised four children, and can I just point out that my baby brother was a bruiser and nearly the same size as me (sitting on his left). 

They felt the unfairness of pain and grief as one of their children died before her time. My sister Heidi, on the left side of my dad, lost her battle to cancer at only 25 years old. 

Now, 60 years later, they work through the final leg of the business of life; managing aging bodies with various ailments and the slow trickle loss of independence. 

My hat is off to both of you and I love you deeply. I know your journey has not always been rainbows and lollipops, but you have stuck it out and "persevered." 

Happy Anniversary Mom and Dad!!