I had a dream

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I had a dream.

I dreamed the twinkling star in the heavens was my son.
I dreamed my 10 year-old granddaughter, when shooting a goal at netball was being helped by her dad at her side giving encouragement.
I dreamed that when she looked up at the night sky a star winked encouragement as though to mean "Keep going - everything will be fine".
The sky brightened, the sun rose to fade out the stars.

They were still there resting while the sun's brightness warmed the earth.
Then it happened.
Daffodils began to bloom, thrushes sang their glorious song from the tree's highest spike, lambs frolicked; people were going about their daily tasks.

That is, some people. Others were on their way to Encology - but they all had a dream.
Some dreamed of family life, some of riches, some never revealed their dream and some dreamed of living again without their affliction - Cancer.

With these people, their dream was called Hope. Now, I know their dream. I see it every time I drive them to Encology for treatment.
I know the medical profession, the doctors, the radiologists, the nurses and good people working for them in the Cancer Society and all the support staff who are dedicated to turning the dream of hope into reality.

Most times that dream comes true.
Sometimes, sadly, the dream fades, but hope remains until the last breath.

As a volunteer driver who joined the team of hope, I know my passengers' anguish.
I know their hopes. I know their gratitude in discovering people who do care.
They learn they are not alone. They discover the support that is there.
Their dream is no longer a nightmare. Their dream of hope is revived.
Their hope is for a new future, in many cases, a cure.

Somewhere in their dreams I have played a part. I am grateful. I am seeing a new lease of life as exciting as being released from a trap.
This is my reward.
This is why I am a volunteer driver.
I have lived a dream.

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