Friday is here and the Holiday weekend is filled with busy travelers trying to escape the city for a weekend at the lake in Minnesota. We are the land of 10,000 lakes and boats are in tow early as people take off early from the workweek. There may be fireworks, celebrations, and long lines at the quietest places on earth – the graveyards.
As some of us visit lost relatives, friends, or call someone who serves our country to thank them, this should be a weekend of remembrance. It’s a sobering thought to stand in a cement tray and think of those unfulfilled dreams that went to the grave. How many books were never written?
What would people you know who passed away, tell you about life or what they would do differently? Did you ever talk about their dreams or yours in your conversations with them? Embrace this weekend and return to the dreams you had when you were a child. A time when we didn’t know that our dream wasn’t possible.
Wouldn’t that make you smile to see, “Because I never knew it wasn’t possible” on someone’s tombstone? We’re writers – what kind of phrase do you want to be remembered for when someone visits your tombstone? I think we need to be more like children and go back to the time when limitations and words like “reality” never existed because even as being some of the most creative people in the world, we still keep our thoughts in a book. We title our work fiction. Maybe we need to change that.
As Friday turns into Saturday, unleash your imagination from the pages and dream big. Let out your legacy so that even when the time comes, you’re still inspiring other people to dream.
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