MY American Dream!

This post was supposed to be about the average dream but since it wasn't done on time I've decided to change it up a bit and instead of writing about the American dream I've decided to write a little about my personal American dream. The past week and a half have been some of the hardest days I've faced with my MD in years. I tried helping my mom this past weekend move some things from our garage to our storage building. Then I had the bright idea to blow the leaves out of our yard with one of those big backpack blowers. I pushed my body to far to hard and before I was even done with the front yard I was on the ground, luckily my mother was there to help me get back into the house. My legs were locked up like they never have been and also weak. I can't stress how lucky I was that my mom was there to help me otherwise I would have been lucky to make it to the bathroom and making it upstairs to the kitchen would have been out of the question. So I would have gone all weekend without anything to eat. With that brief history I would describe my American dream as being healthy. I would be able to go play football or golfing on the weekends with my friends and not be in agony for days after. I would be able to chase my kids around and not have to worry about getting stiff and falling on my face. My American dream means me having a good job where I can work and not get fired because I'm in the hospital for a few weeks every year. I know this is not the average American dream but when I think of a dream of any kind all I can think of is just being normal and healthy. I have no doubt that although not the traditional dream its one that everyone can respect and appreciate.