I don’t carry any portable music listening device in my purse, but last night, I found music in there anyway. I was not the one who wrote on the one dollar bill I found, but it made me smile. I showed it to Goodnight, who promptly asked me for it. Music is her life, so she says. Last year it was basketball, but dreams can change.
GN: It’s a sign, Gram! I’m supposed to have that dollar bill as a sign.
Gram: A sign of what, Hon?
GN: A sign that I am going to do something with my singing. Will you give me that dollar, please?
My granddaughter took my find as a sign of her future. I took it as a ‘shopping list’, first. I went to purchase my interpretation of the word on the dollar bill. Then I gave the cash and the item I bought to her.
GN: Thanks, Grammy! You bought a lot of fabric! I’m gonna make two pillow cases for my bed!
Whether her dream remains viable or changes tomorrow won’t matter to me. I’m a dream supporter and for now, the fabric and a dollar bill seem to have been enough.