Beauty and the Best
Do you remember your nighttime dreams?
Sometimes I do, but most times no, I don't. I didn't know that was important—well, I still don't know that it's important, but it was a question asked several years ago by a doctor.
My mother was an advocate of putting a notepad and pen by the bed. She was a firm believer that dreams were a subconscious way of communicating with yourself about important things.
She was also a day-time dreamer of big dreams, and although she advocated the notepad/pen idea, I'm pretty sure she never did it herself.
At sometime she drew house plans which called for every bedroom to have it's own bath and people were amazed. We see that often now, but back in the day that was an extraordinary idea.
I've been working on a card game. I thought of Cowboy Solitaire for a name, but I was kind of open to suggestions. The whole gist of the game is to win.
The reason is, at a certain age my grandmother played a lot of Solitaire, and on occasion around the Christmas holidays I would pull out my cards and in memory of her play Solitaire.
The problem is that 'the cat' was just as soon to win the game, and nothing would do except gather them up and start over. Then my mind kicks in and says but what if?
Sometimes in life we need to stop and think what if? At one point we thought if you work hard and save it will come out well in the end. But it doesn't always work that way.
In most situations people need to figure out what am I doing wrong, and what would make this better? All too often people keep making the same mistakes and cutting off their nose to spite their faces.
That's what mom needed to do, figure out what she was doing wrong and change it. Sadly, even people who can dream big, can die poor. There's a leap between the dream and reality.
