"You have to have a dream so you can get up in the morning."
Sometimes I feel like I'm living inside a dream, sitting in the sunshine sipping coffee and watching cows and donkeys munching in the meadows. Or even when taking a group of international folks on a tour at work. Or, even as I sweep the floor of the candy store after a long and busy day. But obviously that's not what Mr. Wilder was alluding to in his quote. He's thinking of "the plan", the wild and exciting dreams for the future. Have those lessened as I get older? Do I so much as allow myself to dream of love, of profession, of fame, of 'doing good'? In other words, do I recognize that life deserves a dream simply because I have gotten up this morning? - Beth Almond Ford