When I was lying there in the VA hospital with a big hole blown through the middle of my life, I started having these dreams of flying. I was free. Sooner or later, though, you always have to wake up.
Dreams feel real while we’re in them. It’s only when we wake up that we realize something was actually strange.
It hurts doesn’t it? Your hopes dashed, your dreams down the toilet. And your fate is sitting right besides you.
I dream of a world where hope replaces fear. A world where a murdered man can stand in court to face his murderer. Where a crippled soldier, shrapnel in his spine can be killed, healed, then brought back to life to walk again.
I believe there’s a hero in all of us that keeps us honest, noble and finally allows us to die with pride. Even though sometimes we have to be steady and give up the things we want the most. Even our dreams.
For those of you who dare face the dreams, Adventure Consultants offer something beyond the power of words to describe. And why don’t we describe it in the brochure. Because it’s mostly just pain.