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I was listening to a friend this morning and we wondered why some dreams do come true and some just don't.I made me think that we shouldn't consider that our dreams will ever die,even when we are actually dying.Because dreams really never die. For instance, I am sure that my great grandmother who had a miserable life and who can't read an english sentence never thought that my grandmother would somehow manage to own a rather huge house because frankly, my great grandmother didn't have any home she could call her own. She was given a room by my generous grand aunt. But the same grand aunt gave me everything---plus--- the best education that money could buy, so HAD it not been for my great grandmother's humility and spirit of self-sacrifice, I would probably not be capable of typing here. Whe both my grandmother and grandaunt died, they "invested" in their own dreams, work and good deeds for me.

Every good thing that we do, I guess, we may not reap in our lifetime.Much as there are generational curses -- like diseases that pass through our genes -- I believe we can pass "goodness" too and the OUR own dreams may NOT come true but we all will have sons, daughters, grandkids and somehow, the GOOD things we do NOW ---- even if it is just one good deed a day --- will add to the next generation's "good life bank account".
Think of it as investing. Think "generationally" ! One's life NEVER really ends!