As I reflect on this past holiday weekend, I have such an array of emotions.

Last night while I sat on my back deck getting glimpses of distant fireworks, I also saw lightening bugs. Lightening bugs are something that I have missed from my childhood. The last few years, I looked for lightening bugs and they were no where to be found.

Yesterday though they lit up the sky! It was nostalgia. It brought back childhood memories of me trying to catch them. There is something about lightening bugs to me that are magical. It can be pitch black out yet there are glimmers of light.

I guess that’s why I like them so much. Lately there has been so much negativity in our world. I know my own personal struggles have been also weighing me down. But these lightening bugs are the light in the darkness. They are glimpses of light and what is good in the world.

Seeing those lightning bugs made me smile. They made me dream. They allowed me to soak in the warm summer air. They allowed me to remember a time of innocence and laughter. They made me think of a future, not a negative one but a future open to possibilities.

So often I limit myself. I limit my dreams and I convince myself that is the adult thing to do. Seeing those lightening bugs something lit up inside me. I’ve always been told I’m a dreamer or I’m unrealistic. I refuse to let my dreams stay stagnant any longer. My dreams are my dreams and who am I to say they are too big or too small. They are mine, and I’m going to try to chase after my dreams like I used to chase after lightening bugs.