There was a time that we had many dreams. As we imbibed on our drug of choice, we waxed poetic on all of the things we were going to do, all of the places we were going visit, and all of the things were were going to acquire. Our hopes and dreams were never dashed, because we never even made the effort to take the first step towards their actualization. In a perverse sort of way, this behavior insured that our dreams would forever remain just that, dreams. Everything stayed in a state of potentiality.
In sobriety, we also have dreams. The difference is that we take actions to begin in their fulfillment. Sometimes we have the pleasure of having a dream come true. We save up for that special vacation or finally ask out that co-worker. It feels wonderful knowing that we made the effort to turn our dream into reality. Sometimes though, we take the steps to fulfill a dream, and it evaporates right before our eyes. Had that happened while we were drinking or drugging, we probably would have gone into a tailspin. Now, we know better. If a dream falls through, just create another one.
Personal Reflection: How do I cope with broken dreams?