In 1994, I made a list of dreams, things I’d love to do with my life. They were mostly about fixing up my house, or travel wishes, places I’d love to see. I still have many of those unfulfilled travel dreams.
Some of my dreams were horse related: own a “pet” horse, own a 5-gaited horse, show at Freedom Hall in the World’s Grand Championship. I did own the pet horse—an American Saddlebred, barn-name Harry, but my loftier horse goals have not yet been met.
“Get published,” I wrote. “Get published again.” And I did! Friends often ask me how many books I’ve written. I have to count them from my website—16. This doesn’t count the books rewritten and republished, like Tangled Memories. Or the one written, and waiting to be edited, or the ones in the works. But I’ve certainly fulfilled that dream. Maybe I haven’t made the New York Times Bestseller list, but I’m satisfied. Top 100 on Amazon would still be nice. . . .
At the end of my list in 1994 was a dream I never thought I’d achieve: “Meet a nice guy to share my life with.” As much as I doubted that dream could come true, it did. We’ve been married fourteen years on January 2, 2014.
So, as the new year starts, write down your list of dreams, and go for them. Over the years, you may be surprised.
As Mel said at the end of Kentucky Flame, “You’re right. Sometimes dreams do come true.”