My youngest daughter just graduated from kindergarten. It was really wonderful — seeing all the kids, hearing them speak into the microphone, watching them react to an auditorium filled with their moms and dads and grandparents and friends. It was nice. I wasn’t sad or overcome with the, “oh my baby is growing up” blues. These type of programs have never turned me into one of those mother’s who needed tissue to stop the crying. I always take tissue with me, just in case. Just in case I suddenly turn into one of those mothers who cries while watching their baby graduate kindergarten. I had tissue with me during her graduation — never needed them.
Watching the graduation made me think about all the life events that we look forward to, all the life events we plan for, all the life events that take us by surprise. It struck me as very humbling to watch these kids with their expectations of themselves — they want to be artists and doctors and firemen and teachers. They have dreams… big big dreams.
I think, sometimes, we, as adults, lose sight of those dreams. I think we become fixated on just a segment of the dream and forget that what we are living is only a portion of what we want — of what we dreamed. We become complacent — perhaps.
Here’s a quote I read today:
Though no one can go back and make a brand new start, anyone can start now and make a brand new ending. ~~ Carl Bard
I thought this was fairly odd timing that I just happened to read this when I am experiencing a pull to make a brand new start in several areas of my life. When really, I don’t want to start over with friends or careers or life — why should I start over? But I do want to create a brand new ending — that seems more possible, more likely, more honest.
So, we all had big big dreams when we graduated kindergarten. Some of us may have stopped when a small portion was achieved. It’s never too late to continue your dreams, it’s never too late to create a brand new ending to your dreams. Change occurs daily…change is constant. Dreams may change but we should never lose the ability to realize those dreams.
Nothing Gold Can Stay
Nature’s first green is gold
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leafs a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
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