Sometimes horrible things, like nightmares, can be a blessing in disguise.
I had a nightmare; a horrible one and it opened my eyes a bit. It made me take a different approach to the way I look at life.
So before I tell you about this dream and hopefully influence you to look at this life we have a bit differently as well, let me first tell you this… I am a Mamma’s boy, without a doubt and I am not afraid to admit it.
Growing up she was around more than anyone else so we grew a strong bond that just can’t be broken. Honestly we can’t even really be mad at each other, it also doesn’t help that she’s a whopping 5 feet tall, 110lbs! She’s too tiny, sweet and precious to get mad at!
But in all seriousness, she’s probably my biggest supporter and always has been. I love her to death and don’t know what I would have grown up to be without her raising me…
Exact reason I added her into my sleeve.
So as you can probably guess, this dream had a little bit to do with her.
A few nights ago I had an unbelievably graphic, detailed and terrifying dream. Not your typical monsters in the closet nightmare type of dream, but a life altering type of dream.
In this dream, I found out my mother got cancer. She had about a month to live I believe. My dream was a montage of the last month I would spend with my mother on this earth and it went from bright to dark very quickly.
So to explain it in short, I had to watch my mother wither away. She slowly became more and more ill as she started to reach her deathbed. One of the craziest parts was how graphically I remember the dream… I vividly remember seeing her slowly lose her hair, grow pale and look as if she was aging rapidly before my eyes…
Time passed on until she was on her very last day. There she was, gown and all in the hospital bed looking back up at me. And then I slowly watched her die in front of my eyes.
Right as this happened, I frantically woke up in tears. I was literally crying in my sleep. But I woke up in a panic and it took a moment, but I finally realized that it was just a dream… Thank god.
First thing I did was call my mom and tell her that I loved her, appreciated her, and that I needed to tell her that more often… I also shared my dream with her.
So now that a few days have passed, I realized something about this insanely frightening dream. It kind of was a blessing in disguise. Sounds crazy, but it really was.
The truth is, nobody is promised tomorrow. That is the truly scary part about the whole situation. Made me ask myself, “Can I do more with my time here? Am I experiencing all that I can experience? Showing my gratitude to those I love often enough?”.
Humans have about 960 months of life… Only 960! I don’t know about you, but to me that’s way to short.
Life is a gift… It is given to you. Every minute is priceless and for all we know, we may not have another minute. So cherish that minute and every single minute following it.
So why was this dream a blessing in disguise? Because it opened my eyes and scared me into a mass motivation. Motivation to change more lives, embrace my life to the fullest and have a larger impact on this planet.
Everyday could be spent on improving yourself, helping others and embracing unforgettable experiences… or it could be wasted away.
“Rich is not what you have, it’s who you have beside you” –Rich Kids Brand
This quote says it all. Money is a material item, yes we need it to survive but if we can focus on our passion and embracing change, then the money will follow.
Life isn’t about making that dollar to “Survive” it is about making that dollar so we can “Thrive”. To me, thriving is more about hiking into the mountains on a beautiful day with the people you love or taking a cruise ship to Mexico just because…
Rich Kids said it best… Cherish your love ones, create unforgettable experiences, and spend the short amount of time we have here on earth the way it’s meant to be spent.
I truly hope you guys can learn as much as I did from the dream I had…