What dreams are made of

Every Wednesday, Friday and Saturday people purchase lottery tickets in the hope of being the next multi millionaire. They place the purchased ticket in a secure place and they dream of what life will be like if they win. For 6 hours (before the results are revealed) people believe they may be the next big winner. This is something we call hope. They rely on the fact that they may win; this is why they buy the ticket in the first place.

We have hope in everything we do. It is a part of our daily function. We hope we arrive safely, we hope we enjoy our lunch; we hope the kids behave, and we hope we can get a good nights’ sleep because we hope our babies will sleep through the night.

I looked up the definition of the word HOPE and it means: “the general feeling that some desire will be fulfilled” It doesn’t mean it will be fulfilled, it just means they want, for it to be fulfilled. I think that is absolutely amazing. It is amazing that we can live life hoping that things we want will come our way. I don’t see it as being naive or desperate or being a dreamer. I see it as, a chance to believe that things may possibly go the way we want it to.

What would life be like if we didn’t hope for things? To have hope is to have expectations, optimism and something to look forward to. Every Christmas our children write a list to Santa because they believe, they wish, and they trust that he will deliver what they asked for. Imagine if we took that away? Imagine if we tell them that they should not assume or expect anything? That would crush the belief that their wish may come true.

Hospitals are full every day, all year long, with people that are hopeful. They believe that they will be saved, helped and cured. They make plans for the future because they hope they will make it to share it with loved ones. Would you ever have the courage to tell someone that is fighting for their life that they should not expect or hope for anything? Instead we tell them, “We hope for the best.” This means we don’t know for sure, but we can only wish that it all works out.

As parents we hope. We hope we make the right decisions; we hope that we didn’t give the wrong advice; we hope that our kids don’t make the same mistakes we did; we hope that they know we love them every day when they walk out the door; we hope that we raised them well; we hope that life will be full of luck, health and happiness for them; we hope they marry for the right reasons and; we hope they never stop dreaming, hoping and expecting all the things that they aspire to have, and aspire to be. Life is filled with people hoping, wishing and believing, in fact, that’s what dreams are made of.
That’s my peace today!

Spagetti all vongole

1/2 cup olive oil
2 cloves garlic, minced
2 tbsp butter
1 tbsp dried parsley
1/2 tbsp garlic powder
1/4 tsp dried oregano
1/4 tsp dried basil
1/4 tsp ground black pepper
2 cans minced clams, with juice
1 pack spaghetti
2 tbsp grated Romano cheese

Cook pasta according to package directions.
Meanwhile, in a small saucepan, brown garlic in olive oil over medium heat. Stir in butter or margarine and seasonings until butter or margarine is melted. Add clams with some of their liquid; heat through.
Drain pasta. Toss spaghetti with clam sauce, and top with grated Romano cheese.

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