Dream by Denise Brown

Denise on August 30th, 2010

Dream

We dream at night.
Why can’t we also dream during the day? Why can’t we dream of the life we want?
Why bother, you may say, my dreams will never come true. They can’t come true during caregiving.
Maybe. And, maybe not. Dream:

• You stand your ground with grace and self-respect with those who would like to undercut your efforts;
• You see and embrace the moments of joy present each day for you;
• You live a life that reflects your values;
• You continue to enjoy those activities and hobbies that lighten your step;
• You look back at your life and can say: I’m so glad I did that;
• You evaluate your needs and then take steps to have them met;
• You look back at your life and can say: I’m so glad I said that;
• You have a bank account that allows you to make your choices;
• You consider your wants and then go out and get them;
• You have relationships which you love and which love you right back;
• You look good when you walk into a room (any room).

You have so much to dream about. Close your eyes. Dream.

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Music by Denise Brown

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Denise on August 23rd, 2010  caregiving.com

Music seems quite miraculous.
Often, our memories can be tied to a song. We hear a certain song and we’re transformed to another decade, a different life, a younger self.
When we hear a snappy tune, we tap our feet, sway our head, snap our fingers.
And, singing a favorite song feels like the best kind of scream.
We also can make music without having to carry a tune. The right relationship, in which we just fit, can be like a beautiful melody. The exchange of a smile between you and a treasured someone can be like a perfect harmony.
And, when you write about your caregiving journey in your journal (or blog), you write the lyrics to a very special ballad. It’s a little bit of a concert symphony, a little bit of a musical and a lot of dramatic opera.
Most important, it’s your song. Sing the song and dance the music. Flow to the sound of caregiving. And, in the flow, find the energy to face tomorrow.