Dream a Little (or Big) Dream

Let me start by wishing any moms reading this a very Happy Mother’s Day!!! I wish you every bit of joy this day can possibly bring you!

For me, as for many of you, this day has little to do with extra amazing chocolates, a gorgeous bouquet of flowers or beautifully shiny jewelry. While any of those might be a very lovely thing to receive, the love of and time spent with our family is far more precious. The memories made of those are of far greater value.

When asked this morning what I would like for Mother’s Day I asked for a road trip to Northwestern Arkansas just to drive by and get a glimpse of my dream property.

To put this in a little perspective it is a lovely almost resort style property. I believe it might have been designed with large celebratory events and gatherings in mind. Complete with a lodge (with a waterfall feature!!!), a guest house, an event center, more homes and beautiful rolling acreage. It even has a covered bridge towards the entry of the property!

What you cannot see from the road can be found in its Zillow listing. It is beyond amazing. Truly..

Just driving by today and seeing that glimpse made me ridiculously happy. No joke.. Giddy (corny, I know) might be a good word. It is the stuff of Powerball dreams.

It is not the property itself that I dream of, as spectacular as it is. It is the dream it represents. The having a place where those who have so fully experienced the depths of grief could come and find some rest. To just be. To enjoy with those most dear the quiet scenery. To have the cares of everyday worries and sorrows fade to the background. To slip away, though for just a short time.

A place to renew, to begin to pick up the pieces. For the heart to begin to find it’s rythym again, to begin to heal. To celebrate that smallest of steps.

To converse with someone who’s experienced deep loss as well. Or to be left to walk and wander, soaking a little nature in.

This is a dream. And it is my my dream. Do I truly believe that I will have a place as grand as the one I rode by? Barring an absolute miracle, no… likely not.

Honestly to someday have some acreage with enough room to welcome another for a short peaceful break…. that would still be a real dream come true.

But to have a dream… even broken people, no matter how far along we are in our healing, should not only have a dream, but be encouraged in their dreaming. For in dreaming comes a little healing, too.