We've been talking about children who have dreams of what they want to do when they grow up. Did you have a dream? My dream was to grow up, get married, and be a mom. Reality dictated otherwise, although I did fulfill that, three times. Now, I have the idea that retirement (from federal service) will be when life begins. That's sad. I know, I know, life is meant to be the journey. I have far too many regrets. It's un-natural. I haven't been a bad person, but I certainly have created pain for others. I imagine that goes with the territory of being human and fallen. My brain knows this, but my psyche doesn't absorb it. I wish, I wish, I wish. I'll finish with what I started, "Did you have a dream?"
