Safe dreams. I don't know why I put these words together. They don't fit. I read the blog of a friend today. This was someone who was injured by just participating in the usual duties of everyday life. Many comments to the blog post cautioned him of not doing things, not doing them by himself, be a little more careful.
I started thinking about this. I also started thinking about people I know - people who are younger than I am - who have started talking about some of things that their parents should or shouldn't do. As if it were their choice to make. Honestly, the way some people treat their parents. I understand the caring and concern of aging parents. But to prevent an adult from doing something just so they don't hurt themselves.....well to me, that is craziness. I would rather die living my life and pursuing my dreams than wasting away, being preserved so that nothing happens to me and that I can be sustained as long as possible. That's not a life.
I've always had problems with rules and the ideas of things certain populations should and shouldn't do. I've been inundated with concern that some of the roads I've traveled have been, well....stupid. I've made a heap of mistakes over the years and some of my decisions have turned out badly but that's the price a person pays to follow a dream. I know that a couple of my kids have been made to feel bad that the choices they've made haven't been the safe path. I say good for them!
I haven't raised my kids to take the easy way out. I hope that I've raised them as well as set an example to always challenge themselves. I will allow and encourage them to follow their dreams. I hope when I am (much) older, they will allow me to continue to follow mine.
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