As you can imagine, I certainly didn't set out to buy a dreamcatcher for my friend, but when I saw that one hanging in the store, it really caught my eye. It was beautiful! I purchased it without a second thought. Over the next few days, my thoughts kept wandering back to that dreamcatcher. It really got me thinking about dreams--or more specifically, how Lyme disease puts most, if not all, of your dreams on hold.
Having to watch your dreams fall away from you like sand slipping between your fingers is one of the many agonizing day-to-day realities of Lyme disease. Not knowing how long your dreams will have to be put down is excruciating. Not having answers is maddening.My wish for my sick friend, Juliana, is that in looking at her new (hopefully-not-tacky-to-her) dreamcatcher, she will be reminded that her dreams are not lost, but simply being kept for her until she's strong enough to reach out for them again. Her dreams will be right there in her dreamcatcher, serving as fuel to fight hard enough to achieve her precious dreams.
After all of that daydreaming about dreamcatchers, I went out yesterday and bought my own dreamcatcher just like the one for my friend. When I look at it, I am reminded that my dreams are not gone forever. They are simply waiting for the day when I can untangle them from my dreamcatcher and watch them miraculously unfold before my eyes like new flowers blooming. The harder you have to fight for your dreams, the more precious they are when you achieve them!
