Oh, I dream, don't get me wrong. I dream of a corner bakery with a big steel urn of fresh coffee and the scent of warm cookies coming out of the kitchen. I dream of being in front of a classroom full of interested faces, chalk dust under my fingernails. I dream of waking up each morning next to a wife who loves me for the crazy person I am. I dream of kitchen that is always full of friends and family, a place where we all can talk and dice tomatoes and flip pancakes and share in one another's company. I dream of walking down the streets of Paris, stopping to sit at a sidewalk cafe, just listening to the sounds of the people and the traffic.
The thing of it is, I have never had anything that at which I had to work. I'll be totally honest. Classes were never a problem, I have always been good at making friends, I have had some of the best jobs literally fall into place. In the bigger picture, I have never had to plan for anything, to work towards anything, to worry about something not happening. I was never concerned about getting into college or graduate school, about finishing a class or making new friends when I moved. I suppose part of that is because I am just not a worrier, but another part of it is that I have never had reason to worry.
I am so blessed by that. I don't mean to sound like I am complaining or depressed. I realize that I am blessed to live the life that I do, blessed to have people who care about me and friends and family who love me. I am blessed that I don't have to worry about food on the table or shoes on my feet.
But I have no "loose change dream". In Princess and the Frog, the young girl has a drawer full of coins, money that she's saved for her dream. I realize that not every dream requires you to save money, but it's the same principle whether it's money (for a bakery) or knowledge (for the classroom) or friends (for everything!).
I am intrigued tonight that - even when I have been so richly blessed, so overwhelmingly taken care of by parents and Father alike - even now I yearn to have to work for something to call my own.