A lot of us girls think of ourselves as princesses in a fairytale. We await our prince in shining armor to save us from the fire-breathing dragon so we can live happily ever after. But the thing is, real life is not a fairytale. Real life is a long tortuous road with continuous obstacles in the way, and when the road becomes smooth for some time, we are taken by surprise when rocks start hurling down the mountain and onto our path. In real life, there’s pain, there are tears, there are bad decisions and worse actions. There are mistimed steps, unspoken words, closed doors, high fences and extreme uncontrollable emotions. Real life is charred by all that so that our moments of joy become just that; moments.
But then they say that things are known by their opposites. Without the pain, how will we know what pleasure feels like? Without the tears, would we be able to appreciate the tear? Without the scorching heat and dryness of the weather, would we appreciate the cool breeze and the rain? Then we go back to the idea the highlights of our lives happen in moments; short bursts of laughter in the middle of long hours of tears. In others words; moments, just moments…
But then a shawl is woven out of three main fibers, a shawl that enwraps you and helps you survive the cold bitter winters, and look forward for that next moment. A shawl that makes the tortuous roads in between those moments smoother than they are. Those fibers are called; dreams, hopes and aspirations.
So you’ve read 266 words right now, but right down the three words that you will carry with you through the day….Then tomorrow try to remember what three words you remember from this post…
We grow great by dreams. All big men are dreamers. They see things in the soft haze of a spring day or in the red fire of a long winter’s evening. Some of us let these great dreams die, but others nourish and protect them; nurse them through bad days till they bring them to the sunshine and light which comes to those who sincerely hope that their dreams will come true.
- Woodrow Wilson
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