Dreams

There is a song that has been on repeat in my mind this week. It is by Ryan Shupe and the RubberBand and it carries a message that is both simple and profound. The song is called ‘Dream Big’. Whenever I take time to slow down and truly listen to the words, I am reminded that the message inside them can fit almost any moment in life. It can be a message to students who are just beginning to shape their hopes and ideas for the future. It can be a message from a parent to a child as they tuck them in at night, planting seeds of possibility and reminding them that the world is wide open. It can be a message from colleague to colleague, offered in those moments when work feels heavy and the road ahead seems long. It can even be that quiet pep talk we give ourselves when doubt begins to creep in and we need to be reminded that our goals are still worth pursuing.

Dreams give us direction. They push us beyond the limits we sometimes place on ourselves. They remind us that the future is not fixed, it is shaped by courage, creativity, and persistence. Think about a student who dreams of being the first in their family to graduate college. That dream becomes fuel. It carries them through long nights of homework and early mornings of study. Think about a teacher who dreams of reaching that one quiet student in the back of the room. That dream drives patience, care, and the extra mile it takes to build trust. Think about a parent who dreams of giving their child opportunities they never had. That dream strengthens sacrifice and keeps love steady even in difficult times.

But dreaming big is not always easy. Life has a way of placing struggles in our path. We all carry burdens that can weigh down our outlook. It becomes tempting to settle for smaller dreams, to accept limits, or to let cynicism creep in. That is why encouragement matters so much. The words we speak to each other either build walls or open doors. When we choose to support, when we choose to listen, and when we choose to understand rather than criticize, we help each other keep those dreams alive.

Like anyone, I have dreams of my own, both personal and professional. Some of them I continue to work toward every day. Others I left behind, and those missed chances still linger in my thoughts. That reminder keeps me focused in the present. It pushes me to encourage my children to hold tightly to their dreams and not let them slip away. My oldest son dreamed of traveling the world when he was just a boy. Today he lives in another country, chasing that very dream. My oldest daughter has a vision of owning her own business, and I could not be prouder to support her. My next son talks about studying bioengineering at Stanford or MIT, and although he worries about not being admitted, we applied together because the first step to a dream is daring to try. My younger daughter longs to perform on the stage, and I know I will cry tears of joy when the curtain rises on her opening night. Then there is my youngest son, who has the boundless imagination of a child. One day he wants to be a race car driver, the next day an astronaut, the next day an explorer of lands unseen. My answer to him is always the same: So do I, let’s do it. 

The more I reflect on dreams, the more I realize that supporting the dreams of others is often more fulfilling than chasing my own. To see a child or a colleague step into their passion and to know that I played even a small role in cheering them forward brings a joy that lasts. Whether it is a student finding their way, a colleague who needs encouragement, a child who looks up to us, or that quiet voice inside our own hearts, the message is the same. Dreams matter. They remind us that the best chapters of our lives are still waiting to be written. 

Until next time...