Dream On...

My Grandpa (88 years and counting) has shared this journey with me from the beginning...

He watches me walk past his room every night as I carry my freshly soldered creations from my studio to the kitchen for pickling...


He lies in his bed listening to me hammering and sawing and sanding...


He asks questions, shows a quiet interest in my processes...


And the other day, he reminded me just how long I have been dreaming this dream...





He recalled taking me along to the local technical college as a wide-eyed 16 year old, hoping to sign up for a jewellery course...

He recalled the woman behind the desk wanting to sign me up for a very expensive five year course...


He recalled that I signed up for the very cheap four week course instead.


He recalled taking me along to the local hardware store, and helping me buy the tools for my short course...


needle files, wet & dry paper, saw blades, drill bits...
(would you believe I use those same needle files today...!)

Then Grandpa said to me,


'There's a lot of years between then and now.  Since then you've worked, gotten married, had two children...and now you're doing it, what you wanted to do all those years ago.


So, were you thinking about doing this all that time?'


Well, yes Grandpa, I was...

14 years of dreaming and hoping and wanting...


wishing and craving and imagining...





Do dreams come true?


Why, yes...


yes,


I believe indeed they do :-)