we are not alone

i was in mother's market yesterday, stopping by after work. two older gentlemen (late 70's, early 80's if i had to guess, and i am being generous) were waiting in line...one said to me, "what's that white outfit for?" i told him i am a server at a restaurant....and he responded with "well, it looks nice." that's perhaps the first (and last) sincere compliment i've gotten on my work uniform.
then the other gentleman, said to me, "many years ago, i lived in new york. i worked as a waiter at a restaurant and i was also an actor. but i spent a lot more time waiting tables than i did acting!" then, he erupted in laughter.
i told him...i feel the same way.
it's amazing the people we meet along life's path who just in a passing conversation can remind us that we are not alone.
that little old man was my angel yesterday.

dreams

i dream of having all of my stuff organized. clothes folded in drawers or hanging in my closet. things neat and orderly in my room.
i dream of marrying David...sharing life and as he put it, "kickin' it for a very long time."
i dream of being a part of telling stories through film...stories that make us laugh, that evoke compassion, stories that help us understand humanity more and the world that we live in.
i dream of sweet peace in the Middle East. haha...no really....peace globally...that wars would cease and love would intervene.
i dream of more time spent with those i love.
i dream of making a good difference. i long for that really. for God's sake.