A dream...

I don't know why but ever since I was a child I've had this dream. It wasn't a dream of being a millionaire or having all the toys in the world or even being the prettiest girl when I grew up, it was a dream of traveling across the world to somewhere that has always amused me. When I was little I remember looking at books and the pictures and being able to smell the highlands and rain and studying their culture. I would romanticize about the castles and kings and queens which once roamed in them. It was almost like my little fantasy world that I had always wanted to go. At one point in my life I even took dancing in hopes of one day traveling there for competition. I really don't know how this dream got sparked, whether it was seeing the movie Braveheart, I'm not sure but I was always fascinated. When I was in the 5th grade I had a teacher named Mrs. Baxter and her son was on a mission there and he was involved in something at a school and was letting Mrs. Baxter's students pick a pen pal from the class he was teaching. I got my pen pal and his name was Hamish Deans. I use to love to write him and ask him all sorts of questions as would he me. We kept in touch for many years and when letters died down we started emailing and even occasionally chatting on MSN. We lost touch when I was a sophomore in Highschool.

It's amazing that this dream started when I was just a youngster in elementary and the dream still lives on. Someday I plan to go there and I know it will do more than exceed my expectations. I don't know why but I just felt like sharing this with the world. Possibly because I think it's important to have dreams. It amazes me also that at such a young age I decided this was where I wanted to go and was so infatuated with it and had never even been there. I hope someday I will be able to contact Hamish again and when I go to Scotland be able to meet him. I hope that you all still remember your child hood dreams and have either accomplished them or have plans to accomplish them one day. Don't let your dreams slip away from you, no matter how realistic or non realistic they are because what we dream up as children could be what we've all been searching for our entire lives.

This is my dream, this is SCOTLAND