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Dreams have No Deadlines

A dream is described as: an aspiration or desire to achieve a goal or specific path. It is also described as an inner longing that motivates us to act, overcome obstacles and work towards making our dream a reality. Examples that were given were: travel, starting a business, writing a book. A dream fuels our passions and drive, pushing us to do things we never thought we would do. A dream is different than something you want to do. If you have the physical and financial ability, you can achieve something you want to do. A dream is often something you have thought about for a very long time.  

Saskatchewan should be so proud of Rebecca Strong. Rebecca's last song "Rolling in the Deep" by Adele, secured her the winner of Canada's Got Talent and $1M. Rebecca is a 20-year-old indigenous woman from Prince Albert, Saskatchewan. I was captivated by her right from the start. Rebecca said just before her last performance, "If you want something you have never had, you have to do something that you've never done". Now that she has won, she hopes to inspire other indigenous youths to follow their dreams and show them anything is possible. She followed her dream and now she is dreaming of doing more of her own music. I loved her and everything she stood for. The judge told her that she not only has inspired indigenous youths, but she has inspired everyone. 
                                       

I know for myself when I retired, I thought I would have the desire to travel more. So many people do that and for them that is just great. I have come to realize that I am one of those people that simply doesn't get out of a trip what others do. With that said, I am proud to say that I have been to every province's capital city and two territories. I only have Iqaluit, Nunavut left. I can still picture in my mind eating lobster with my sister in Charlottown, PEI in celebration of checking off the last provincial capital. 

I retired just at the time of Covid, and I think nearly everyone changed their view on travel. Some people have gotten right back into it, while others not so much. I certainly don't dream of travelling. I will travel but it is not on a list of my dreams, it would be something I want to do.

I dreamed about writing a book. That dream has morphed into a blog, which is more my style. In a book I would have to write in sequential order. There is no order to my writing, random thoughts are how I roll. I am sad I didn't write a book about my career, especially my palliative stories. I could never recreate the stories, the details are gone, never to be retrieved.

I have such a love of water; it brings me serenity when I am near it. I was told that water releases endorphins that bring calmness, and for me that is true. I have always envisioned myself living on the edge of a lake, with a pontoon boat. Oddly, when I moved into my condo, it had a pool and that dream seemed to disappear. It was like a dream come true. The pool is a cement pond as the Hillbillies used to say, but it's water. 

I had always wanted my own business and I successfully completed that dream. I have to say having a business taught me so much. It taught me a better approach when dealing with business personnel. I also learned how to ask the right questions. My biggest lesson was, "it's only business". If you are not happy with what your current business offers, move on. But do offer them an explanation that explains why you are moving on.  

There is the line, "what you think about you bring about". Maybe, that is why dreams do come true. In retirement you have to be realistic and perhaps tweak your dreams a bit. It doesn't mean giving up on them, just modifying them. I have come to realize that what I want or dream about, I must put considerable thought and work into it. If I am going to make my dream come true, I have to have a clear picture of what my dream is. If I were to ask each of you, what your dream is, could you answer? How many dreams have you had come true? Always remember it is never, ever too late to follow your dream. 

The past is in your head, the future is in your heart

Dreams have no deadlines

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