My Future Office

Dream and Dream BIG is a good motto. Today in the quietness of the office that I guard on the oath I took to protect and defend the constitution of the United States, I found my solace. A place I can go to dream and dream BIG. Since a very young child I would sketch like a seasoned architect - or so I thought - my office. When I was younger it was a doctors office. As I grew and found my love for creating it was a store. Today? Today it is l'Amore Intimo's fashion place. A place where inspiration turns into designs, where designs turn into patterns, patterns turn into intimate treasures, and intimate treasures turn into passionate memories.

I stood there in that office, and in my mind transformed it into the world of l'Amore Intimo. It was wonderful. There was the reception area where all hopeful designers, pattern makers, seamstresses, attorneys, accountants, p.r., models, photographers, my people, and me will have to walk through to the other side. Then inside there's the designer's brainstorming room with a door, the pattern making station, the cutting station, the machine sewing station, the hand sewing station, a huge meeting room for those morning meetings and lots of space for a huge theater screen to have viewing of movies, office party videos, red carpet events, project runway, etc., an over-sized storage room - big enough for many many bolts of fabric on shelves and a recreation area for some gym equipment or pool table or video games whatever will do to relieve the morning work rush and work off lunch. On one side. Then passing through the lunch area - where washing hands is always required when working - there is my office with a beautiful classic desk with all the usual on it, and a table, but instead of the round table there's a sewing table with the best machines at my will, outside my office there's my assistant (he or she has to be able to finish my sentences), he or she is very much overpaid but worth every penny. There's also on that side of the office a quality control station and customer service station. Nice.

I could see everything in all its blanket blue and personal brown colours. I could see it, can see it, and I love it. I am also thankful for the opportunity to dream and work hard toward seeing this dream become a reality.

Dream Sweet

Hold Fast To Dreams

There's a poem I know that tells you to "hold fast to dreams, because if they die, life is a broken winged bird that cannot fly..."

But what if dreams change?  Should you still hold on to them for the sake of routine or others or fear?  

My nephew was named the number 1 (one) quarterback in the state of Maryland two years back, as a senior who had played varsity football since he was a freshman.  Unfortunately also in his senior year, he injured his shoulder, continued to play on it against his doctor's warnings, and by the time he had it operated on, the shoulder was badly damaged.  Here's a wonderfully smart and physically talented male who had played football since he was old enough to be signed up for Pop Warmer youth football - now left to ponder his fate two years post graduation.  

He has decided to change his course and allow the dream to take a back seat to reality.  I admire his courage.  How many of us have this kind of moxie to let go of something that is no longer a viable idea and move on to something better?  Maybe diverting will bring you back to your original dream and maybe you'll find the you that was meant to be.  

That's why I'm here - with L'AMORE INTIMO.  As far as I'm concerned, the sky's the limit.

Dream Sweet

The aforementioned poem is entitled "Dreams" by Langston Hughes

Hold fast to dreams

For if dreams die

Life is a broken-winged bird

That cannot fly.

Hold fast to dreams

For when dreams go

Life is a barren field

Frozen with snow