Sandy beaches with dreams washed away by unexpected storms make it difficult sometimes to find joy in remembering.

The shores of “once upon a time” story lines don’t seem to be so welcoming any more.

I keep telling them…you stopped listening.

There doesn’t seem to be many “happy ever after” endings left in life but still we go on living.

Why? What does it mean?

It means that although you might think it to be over, the writer has not yet finished writing. This adventure still has so many twists and turns left in it that, if it were a movie you would not dare leave the theater for popcorn, candy or even a bathroom break.

“Hold it!” The author shouts. “You don’t want to miss this part.”

Soft grassy fields lie waiting for you to run through. What might appear on the horizon as a mountain you can’t climb is really just a hill to give you a better view of what lies ahead.

Hours of seemingly endless, boring dialog may suddenly burst into song tempting you to rise to your feet and dance again.

You remember dancing, don’t you?

The song of your life played and you couldn’t help but tap your feet and sing along. The music pulsated through you and you had to respond. Rising to your feet you somehow knew every step without a dance lesson.

Dancing is not learned it’s a natural expression of who you are and no two people dance the same way.

Now, move! Have you forgotten how? Don’t you want to see how it really all could end?

You have a part to play in life and the director calls “Places everyone!”

Stand up. Find your mark again. The spot light is always on and all you need to do is follow the light.

No. You’re right. Not all stories have happy endings. Nor do we simply ride off into the sunset.

But, my friend, stories never really end. Who you are and all that you did in life goes on long after you have left the stage. The other actors pick up the story where you leave off. You cannot simply walk off or hide behind the scenery because you have forgotten your part.

Yell, “Line, please!”

“Oh, yes, and I was saying how wonderful my life will be again once I return to believing the characters play the parts written for them and the author gets the credit in the end.”

The crowd shouts…”Bravo! Fantastic! Author!”

Then you can take a bow in the curtain call known as Heaven.

Until then, keep going, head held high. The very best part of your story is yet to be revealed.

“All right, God. I’m ready for my close up!”

Bob Perks 2believe@comcast.net