Who is my Dream Reader? (aka: Who am I hoping will read this blog?)
I suddenly feel like I get to be Meg Ryan playing Kathleen Kelly in that fabulous movie “You’ve Got Mail!”
“What will NY152 say today, I wonder. I turn on my computer. I wait impatiently as it connects. I go online, and my breath catches in my chest until I hear three little words: You’ve got mail. I hear nothing. Not even a sound on the streets of New York, just the beating of my own heart. I have mail. From you.”
My dream reader would have that same racing heart, breath gets caught in their chest feeling when they’d see the email notification of a newly published post. “She posted,” they’d exclaim! And their fingers would dance across the keyboard to click on my site. SomeONE who would look forward to going online, to read what I’d left behind for them. Yes, for THEM.
Kathleen Kelly: [writing to “NY152”] Sometimes I wonder about my life. I lead a small life – well, valuable, but small – and sometimes I wonder, do I do it because I like it, or because I haven’t been brave? So much of what I see reminds me of something I read in a book, when shouldn’t it be the other way around? I don’t really want an answer. I just want to send this cosmic question out into the void. So good night, dear void.
I know that I DON’T know what I’m doing. But I do believe I’m doing it for a reason. If the reason is to affect just one other person in a way that takes their breath away oh me, oh my, that would be a dream.
We love because he first loved us. 1John 4:19
Hugs n’ Blessings!
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