Front Porch Stories: The journey in chasing dreams, goals


By Kathy Bohannon, Special to The Shopper

It’s kind of funny when you get what you’ve been wanting for a long time.

There’s an innocence in children who are delighted when they get something they have been wanting. They can be impatiently watching the days on the calendar, trying to sneak around the gift to see if they can figure out what it is.

I will probably always remember my childhood Christmas mornings. There was a tingling suspense on Christmas eve, mom and dad assuring us if we’d been “good” that Santa would bring us something special. My brother Dave and I would lose count as we thought of all the moments of mischief we’d gotten into throughout the year. We would sweat it out until the next morning when we discovered that Santa forgave our mishaps.

As we matured, our hopes were for bigger ticket items such as stereos and cars. As far as cars were concerned, our hopes would remain unfulfilled.

As an adult it is hard to say there is any material thing that would excite me as much as a teenager getting her first stereo, and that is probably because I would be the one paying for it. Adults tend to lean toward goals such as weight loss, professional, financial or personal goals.

For many years, my goal as a writer was to have a book signing at Barnes and Noble. It would mark the epitome of my career, and it actually happened. I could barely sleep the night before. I was careful to choose just the right skirt, blouse and shoes. I had my hair done. I doubt it, but I may have even painted my nails. This was “it”. “The” moment I’d been waiting for during my twenty-plus years as a writer. The published work was a coffee table book featuring some gardens in Savannah. My job was to caption the beautiful photography in the book.

The talented photographer was there and together we waited as a clerk in the store finally provided a table and two chairs. They left a stack of books on the table. We were pretty much ignored otherwise, for the exception of a few who came to purchase the book.

It was surreal, but gave me quite an insight of what adults do when their dreams don’t quite come true. It also simmered me down tremendously as far as great expectations are concerned.

Last Saturday I reached a particular goal in life. I had a note on my refrigerator for thirteen long months. On the first of every month, I’d change the number, counting down until August 2020.

August 1, 2020 came. I sat down on the computer. I opened the website and plugged in the information required to mark this goal as achieved.

I submitted the information and shut down the computer.

Thirteen months. I finally achieved a long-awaited financial goal.

There was no fanfare. No band. No parade. No confetti or cheering. I texted my kids. They were happy for me.

The house was quiet. Ninja Man had already put up with me for thirteen months as I waited for the “big day” so I went into my crafting studio and did what I do best.

I cranked up my ’70s tunes and danced. It made me happy.

Sometimes you have to throw your own party.


Kathy Bohannon is a Christian humorist and inspirational speaker. An avid paper crafter, she also enjoys sewing and needle arts. Kathy shares her love of crafting on Facebook and on YouTube at Kathy Bohannon Creatively Blessed. She and her husband John live in west Newnan. She can be reached at [email protected].

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