Today I did one of the most difficult things I have ever had to do in my whole life. I gave up a dream. I gave it up and I handed it to someone one else. With my own two hand I took the crib out of the room, down the stairs and packed it in the car. It was awful, it hurt like jagged metal in my soul. But a baby needs to sleep in that crib, not dusty dreams. And so now my great niece or nephew will lay there and have new dreams. 
I am going to snuggle with my husband and start to work on some new dreams.