Have you ever......

Have you ever seen the end of a "dream"?  Have you ever longed for something and had little fancies of how it would be and so you play with reality....you try and mold it and shape it and make it exactly what you want it to be...but it doesn't stay that way....  You put on your rose colored glasses and look at things through those for awhile and imagine that what you see is what you want it to be.  You imagine that the things you desire in your innermost being have come to fruition.  You twist it and turn it and in the end, you watch it uncoil and be exactly what it is.  And you sigh and say, it's okay....that's just the way it is.   And you swallow past the lump in your throat and you lay down the dream and you turn your eyes forward.  No, you don't lay it down...you tear it off like a bandaid....or like a plant from the ground....that has deep roots ...and when you pull it up, with it comes grass and dirt and roots and whatever else was embedded there.  It smarts.
This can be releasing the idea or dream of a perfect job, or a perfect church, or a perfect reality...whatever fancy you have.   Is this giving up?  Or is it learning to be content with reality?