I like dream’. I do it all of the time. I like dreamin’, closing my eyes and feeling fine. Even if it’s in my mind… I changed the lyrics a bit but I just love that song from Kenny Loggins, don’t you?
It was during Christmas Eve last year. Can you believe it was already last year? Boy, that went fast. I can hardly wait for Christmas 2020, but I digress… We were eating dinner and had people and kids over. I guess kids are people, aren’t they? I don’t really know. I haven’t decided yet.
We ate dinner and they were sitting around waiting for Santa to visit. They left milk and chocolate chip cookies out. I made them myself. I hope Santa likes gluten free. Hey, he’s not getting any younger. I helped him out and ate one. You’re welcome Santa. You know I’d do anything for you.
The kids were busy making kid noise while watching Sponge Bob on TV. Why does he have square pants? Can anyone tell me that? Is it even possible? It must be, I read it on the internet.
The adults were sitting around the table having good cheer, just until the conversation turned to politics. I often repeat what my friend, Kinky, says: “Politics, poly meaning many, and ticks, meaning blood suckers.” Needless to say, the volume went up and people got heated. Why? Why do they do it? It’s so stupid. The many blood sucker politicians don’t care about them and never will. I don’t know why people can’t figure that out. Regardless, it became noisy and cluttered my mind. They were harshing my mellow. Even Sponge Bob sounded better, and he wears square pants for criminy sakes.
While everyone’s blood pressure rose I quickly and quietly did the same and sneaked out. Nobody noticed. They were all busy making memories – and not the good kind.
I sat in my rocking chair. Both of my old dogs had their fill as well and joined me by my side. Sometimes, I think they are smarter than humans. In fact, I’m sure of it. At lease most of the time. By my side is right where they belonged. My Zen started to return. They do that for me. And I try to do that for them. Then I looked up to the sky.
Oh my goodness. I think I saw heaven. All the heaviness left my body, my mind cleared and I started dreaming. Just look at those stars. Just look at those trees and sky. And the hill in the background – fabulous. I dreamed. I saw the stars making up the images. I saw a bear. And over there was a goat, and a bull, and a lion, and a scorpion. I even saw the face of my Dudley, who I lost 15 years ago to cancer. Some things you just never get over. You know how it is. At least I saw him watching over me from above. Yes, they all do go to heaven, of that you can be sure. I saw so much that night. You know what I didn’t see? Sponge Bob or a bunch of adults arguing about politics. I was feeling good. I was at peace. The only way it could have gotten better was if Santa and his reindeer streaked across the sky. Speaking of which, I then recalled once in my youth I had streaked at Summer Camp with a bunch of my bunk mates. It wasn’t pretty… but, who am I fooling? Everyone knows Santa won’t come till all people in the house are sleeping. When he did arrive, I just bet Dudley would be sitting right next to him in his sleigh, even though he always was a back seat driver…
About an hour later, all of the lights went out inside. It go quiet. It seems like everyone went to sleep. My dogs looked up at me as if to say they were ready to go in and rest their old bones on the sofa. I nodded my head yes to them. I guess we had enough dreaming for the night. But there’s always tomorrow…
I guy can dream.
Can you?
Oh, I know the song was written by Kenny Nolan, not Kenny Loggins. But thanks for reading my blog till the end.
