My imagination ran wild when I was young. At 47, I still have a vivid imagination. It’s more dreams rather than fantasies today.

Hello, dear readers! How are you all? Sorry, I was gone for a week. I had an emergency operation to remove my raptured gallbladder. It was a hellish experience and that is all behind me now.


You know what I was thinking at that moment when I could still think through the pain?

The challenges never stop.

Life is like that. At times, you could be on top of the world. That was how I had felt a week before my gallbladder was raptured. I stood in front of thousands of people to be recognized as a silver director of USANA HEALTH SCIENCES.

A week later, I was in the hospital writhing in pain, wishing a surgeon could cut me open as quickly as possible.

But those are physical wounds. There are the emotional wounds that threaten to rapture too at any given moment.

How do I get through?

Let’s begin with Connie Talbot.

You do recognize her, don’t you? Child singing sensation and finalist at Britain’s Got Talent, I believe she was 6 or 7 years old when this was recorded. I recommend you play the song and continue reading.

I Have a Dream

I dream of a well lived life. God knows how many mistakes I have made in the past. I take solace in the fact that it’s not how we start, but how we finish that is important.

The good news is, I live.

I dream of my children growing up to be fine and respectable men, able to care for their mother and have families of their own.

I dream of the thousands of people I came across with, whom I helped whether directly or indirectly.

I dream of the times I get together with my friends and go see the world. In fact, the world is my home. I could live in one country for a month and move on to the next country.

The world is mine. God wants me to have the world. But there is one condition. He wants me to have His version of the world.

How about you?

Would you write your dreams in the comments for me?