God has created us to imagine and be creative. We have a deep well of hope and wishful thinking. What does one do when they are faced with the death of a dream? Do you immediately go about creating another? Or do you spend time agonizing and mourning? Because I am in the middle of loosing a dream that had become so vividly etched into my thoughts, I am stuck on the very last question. Everything in me wants to fight to keep this dream alive, but the funny part is that it is completely out of my hands. I am in a position to only patiently watch and allow the dream to die. My dream is in such an unlikely state of survival at the moment that I wonder, if it should live, what will become of it. I know that it will forever be changed. But will I like the change or will my heart still long for the original state of the dream...before it was injured...before it was so fatally wounded?
How does one sit patiently by and watch the death of something so cherished and so loved as a wishful dream? How does one move past the devastation and loss of something that was fastly turning into a reality? How does one survive a dream deflated?
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