Secret Space of Dreams

I'm not 100% sure what I'm doing here... but I am so pleased to have a place to share good news.  Our family is going through lots of changes.  New house, new job, new family member?  We are starting the adoption process.  This is a big step for our family.  I thought a blog might be a good place to share updates on all of our many changes.  This will be the place to visit for fundraising opportunities, adoption news/information and fun Christy family adventures.  We do love a good adventure...  

So, why the name, "Secret Space of Dreams"?  The simple answer: it's a line from "our song".  Attics of my Life by the Grateful Dead [the perfect wooing music].  I walked down the aisle to this beautiful song.  The words are speak so beautifully of love--it seemed appropriate for a blog about the things I love.  Take a listen. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_f7RqEsydYY

In the attics of my life, full of cloudy dreams unreal.
Full of tastes no tongue can know, and lights no eyes can see.
When there was no ear to hear, you sang to me.

I have spent my life seeking all that's still unsung.
Bent my ear to hear the tune, and closed my eyes to see.
When there was no strings to play, you played to me.

In the book of loves own dream, where all the print is blood.
Where all the pages are my days, and all the lights grow old.
When I had no wings to fly, you flew to me, you flew to me.

In the secret space of dreams, where I dreaming lay amazed.
When the secrets all are told, and the petals all unfold.
When there was no dream of mine, you dreamed of me.

                                        GARCIA, JERRY / HUNTER, ROBERT