When I was a teenager, I used to daydream about getting married and having a peach wedding. (Hello, early nineties!!) I wanted three kids – two girls, and a boy, and their names would be Rebecca, Rachel, and Ryan.
Over the years, the peach got ditched, and the names changed, but I keep thinking these days about how I’m living my dream.:) What I hoped for actually happened, and my dreams came true.
That doesn’t always happen. I’ve had to experience some really hard things, too. Because of that, I think its even more important to celebrate the good stuff!
I’m curious – how many of you are doing what you used to dream of? Traveling, doing your dream job, living the life you always wanted? What’s making you feel extremely blessed today?
6 thoughts on “My Dream Come True”
I always wanted to be a mother. I wrote in Torin’s baby book that even though he doesn’t realize it, he is my dream come true. 🙂
How very precious – the words and the picture! Love it! Thanks so much, Kendra!A. Nettie
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When I say this, please don’t think I am complaining or discontent. I am not living the life I dreamed about when I was growing up. I dreamed of children, a job that I was loving or at least liked, many friends and a joyful family. None of it happened, but my life happened the way it did for a reason and only God knows why. Of course, I’m sure part of it was bad decision making of my own. I know that I am very blessed for what I do have right now, and I am very thankful. I am married to my second husband and I couldn’t ask for a better husband. He was an answered prayer for sure. 🙂
Oh, Julie, I am sorry to hear that some of your dreams have taken a beating over the years! I hope and pray that God will continue to give you new dreams, and will redeem any hurt and disappointment from the past.
I distinctly remember the moment I realized this! I had been home with Brynn for maybe about a year. And things were going really well. Almost too well. I was feeling a little uneasy about something, but I couldn’t put my finger on what it was. I felt like I should be doing more somehow, something bigger, something more ‘useful’…and then as I was out for a walk with my little girl, it hit me, that this was exactly what I had always wanted to be doing. Staying home and taking care of my family was fulfilling my dream. And how many people can really say that they had achieved their dreams by the time they were 30?! How awesome is that! And suddenly, I didn’t have to do more.
Congratulations on having your dreams come true! 🙂
I often remind myself of this. When I’m doing another load of laundry or wracking my brain trying to think of another meal to serve my family or sorting through another pile of school papers. THIS is what I wanted to do with my life. THIS is my dream. It doesn’t always look dream-like. And, it’s not always natural to think, “this is my dream.” But, too early this morning, my sweet babe nuzzled into my neck and stayed a moment. It was easy to remember in that moment. And then, later on this morning, my 10-year-old gave me a generous loving hug as if she just couldn’t help it and it was another reminder. I’m glad to have those reminders as the days go by. My life might be “small” by some standards, but it’s full to the brim and I love what I’m doing. I love the picture of you and your boy. A beautiful pair. You sure don’t have to wonder where he fits in, hey? Looks just like his sisters.