Wild Horses

This is just one of my favorite versions of this song, it's so pretty. It also makes me think....Wild horses....I've spent a lot of my life watching wild horses, wondering what if...sometimes trying to catch them, sometimes trying to mount them, sometimes just dreaming...

I love the end of this song....because it's taken me such a long time to figure out that in the end, no matter how long it takes, Someday, I will ride my Wild Horses...I've got so man dreams...so many dreams. Dreams that I know I can achieve. Dreams that I've been dreaming for a long time. But dreams don't come true over night. I used to hope they would. After all wouldn't I be happy if all my dreams came true?

In recent months, I've come to realize that it really isn't so much in the realization of my dreams, although I certainly look forward to those days when I can raise my fist in the air and say I did it. I've had those moments...like when my first book was published....when I got through to one of the kids, when I had my daughter, when I got married, when I got to Australia, so many things I've done that at one time were just dreams...but there are other things too....and I see now that it isn't the achievement that is the be all end all...it is the steps I take...the journey along the way, and the people that help me to get there.

Dreaming is a process. It's a love of life. It's a passion for that which I desire. I have many desires. I have many people who are the wind beneath my wings. I have so many people who smile up at me as I soar through the sky, and open their arms wide if I fall. And I have many who fly beside me, journeying along with me chasing those wild horses.....and yes, we will ride them someday.

Love,
Debbie