Sometimes dreams don't matter much. They are important yes! When I look at life I can see the beauty without the dream. When something tragic happens in your life, suddenly everything is more clear. I see the sky more clearly with shades of happiness, not just melancholy. One may think it would be different. But no! What's different is our appreciation for what is present. I am filled with love and even when the past haunts me, I thank my heart for noticing the small moments in life that really aren't small at all. I carry my dreams with me only now it's life that never siezes to inspire.