It’s easy, this time of year, with the parades, presents, TV specials, bowl games and parties, to remember deep down at the core of our existence is a heavenly spirit that was set free commemorated with the birth of a little boy. What I find truly frightening, is the thought of taking this for granted.
Two days ago, you heard, “I’m not sure I can do this.”
Today,back at it to see if it can be done.
We scoured the area north, south, east and west of Disney World, looking for the proverbial American Dream, a nice house with a big back yard.
We sacrificed many things to pursue the American Dream. The house we were living in at the time was 30 miles from Disney’s Contemporary Resort, where I was working.
Hey, did I mention that we could only afford one car and Cheryl used it? How did I get to work? Great question. I rode my bicycle. We eventually got a second car, but not for a couple years.
Anyway, back to the point. We followed one dead-end path after another, like many couples do.
We never gave up. Although in hind sight, it may have been the smart thing to do. The clock was ticking. We were missing out on some things others don’t miss out on.