A Woman Can Dream

I don’t have aspirations to become famous, nor do I have any skills or talents that warrant fame. Unless teaching with unbridled enthusiasm is something the judges on America’s Got Talent are looking for. If that’s the case, have your people call my people. And, by “my people,” I mean… Ben? No, me. Call me. Or don’t. I really don’t have aspirations to become famous. I’ve often dreamt of being famous, though, only because it would allow me to make someone’s day simply by being present.

Like, I could walk right into a children’s hospital and kids and families consumed by the stress of medical struggles might feel a sense of joy just seeing me. Of course, this assumes that I’m not some famous jerk, but I doubt famous jerks make visits to children’s hospitals. Or maybe they do but we don’t think they’re jerks because they’re visiting children’s hospitals. I guess it doesn’t really matter because, in my dream, I’m a kind famous person. I’m even aware that it’s a little ridiculous that I can make someone’s day simply by being there, but I try to look at it as a (ridiculous) superpower and make as many random appearances as I can at children’s hospitals and juvenile detention facilities and nursing homes and anywhere else folks might be struggling or feel lonely or in need of a little joy.

Then I think about some of the most recent times I’ve felt joy. Laughing over lunch with a friend, receiving a “this made me think of you” text, a warm greeting, a word of encouragement, a hug, a smile, a note. Not one of these came from a celebrity. Some of them came from strangers.

The thing is, we all have the power – the superpower – to bring joy into each other’s lives.

I guess the real dream is that we all come to realize it.

And it’s not just about bringing joy. Love, comfort, care, compassion, hope, grace, kindness, joy…they’re all wrapped up in the same bundle of human goodness. They’re all things we can offer one another to help each other through the ups and downs, twists and turns, stumbles and steps of life.

In our own way, each of us knows that life can be difficult. In our own time, each of us has longed for a little more compassion, love, care, comfort, hope, grace, kindness, and joy. How wonderful is it that we can provide this for one another?

How wonderful it will be when we all come to know it.

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