The Future...

The future belongs to those
who believe in the beauty of their dreams.
- Eleanor Roosevelt

and it also lives in their faith in others and their honesty in approaching life and it's problems.

pat...so happy to see you here......

thanks, julia. i won't be here often. probably late at night mostly. xoxoxo pat

:waves_hello: fayerody!!!!!!

Tks Septie for the quote

thanks tomi for the great quote

then why am I having nightmares ?

Thanks to those who agree.

LOL Silly girls! It's not talking about your sleeping dreams, it's talking about your WAKING dreams!

Hmmm... as I was re-reading my original post, it came to me as I also looked at the pic of my son, that he believes in the beauty of his dream; to use the artistic talent he inherited from his grandmother, my mom, as a means to make a living. Do you see what he's holding? It's an Emmy!!

He has some of the same mental illnesses that came with his genes, but has he let it hang him up in any way? Heck no! He's used them to his advantage!

Would you believe that I am learning from HIM? Well, I am! Many, many things.

tomi is it never stops amazing me what we learn from our children.. mine teach me things daily!!!

thanks for the message

There was a song out some years ago, but I can't remember the name of it or who sang it, but I can hear a line of it... "Kids, teach your parents well..." Of course, it mentions the parents, too, but that line always stuck with me.

To learn from our children and to see the world again through a child's eyes is a great gift!

Was this it?

TEACH YOUR CHILDREN
Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young
by Graham Nash

You who are on the road
Must have a code that you can live by
And so become yourself
Because the past is just a good bye.
Teach your children well,
Their father's hell did slowly go by,
And feed them on your dreams
The one they picks, the one you'll know by.
Don't you ever ask them why, if they told you, you will cry,
So just look at them and sigh and know they love you.
And you, of tender years,
Can't know the fears that your elders grew by,
And so please help them with your youth,
They seek the truth before they can die.
Teach your parents well,
Their children's hell will slowly go by,
And feed them on your dreams
The one they picks, the one you'll know by.
Don't you ever ask them why, if they told you, you will cry,
So just look at them and sigh and know they love you.

YES!!! That's the one! Thank YOU, Petunia!

And you, of tender years,
Can't know the fears that your elders grew by,
And so please help them with your youth,
They seek the truth before they can die.
Teach your parents well,
Their children's hell will slowly go by,
And feed them on your dreams
The one they picks, the one you'll know by.
Don't you ever ask them why, if they told you, you will cry,
So just look at them and sigh and know they love you.