Desires of the Heart
I met someone this weekend.No, not like THAT. It was a female, middle-to-senior member of the intelligence community. It was a quick introduction, too, with more unsaid than said. Just names and greetings, no explanations.
Given current circumstances, there was nothing I could ask for.
Someday...
I'm learning to have faith that some dreams will come late. If something is truly not attainable now, that doesn't mean the dream has to die. Sometimes when we can't have what we long for, we kill the desire, but in doing so we kill a piece of ourselves.
Alternate strategy? It's the whispered "someday," the conversation with God where we say how badly we want this but we're willing to wait. It's the balance between contentment and holding on to our dreams.
Don't worry. Dreams are stubborn things. If they're good ones, they'll live unless actively killed.
The good ones live and breathe "someday."