Only I --- could cut my tongue eating a graham cracker. Only I --- could be the designated pillow for the kitty. Only I --- could cry from hearing O Come All Ye Faithful. Only I --- could eat seaweed for breakfast and convince myself that it is the yummiest snack there is. (Even better than Reeses Puffs Cereal) . Only I --- could develop an allergy to fish after 49 years. Only I --- could have the joy of teaching a classroom of preschool kids in church and hearing them pray. Only I --- could have an epic fail day in the kitchen while making caramel apples. Note to self --lose the recipe for reverse caramel apples. Only I --- would get the same guy twice on the phone wanting to commit suicide - AGAIN. This time, though, he was threatening to take out a few people with him. Scary but true. Only I --- could misunderstand someone that is telling me that they are "packing". She said, "I'm still living here but I'm packing." My re...

It was so vivid...my dream. I woke up what tears on my face as I realized that it was a dream that will never be. It doesn't matter what the dream is to any of you because we all have dreams that we hold on to, wanting to see them unfold. But in my dream, I found an emotion, a contentment and peace that I haven't felt in a very long time. It's not to say that I'm not extremely happy with my life now because I am but.... This was a reminder. A realization.  It was only a dream to experience the sweetness and the realness at that moment - not to hold on to but to let it go. Dreams are like our very own television show...created for our eyes only. We know the characters. We feel the emotions. We embrace every moment as it is happening because it matters. Knowing that, I'm surprised I don't go to sleep a lot earlier than I do, so that I can watch my "favorite" dream. Now that I'm awake, the dream hasn't faded. The tears are still in my ey...