i’m in the stage of life where dreaming can seem frivilous and silly. who has energy to think about owning a business when they’re still waking with a baby at night and chasing two rowdy boys all day? but a recent conversation reminded me that dreams — attainable or not — are the exciting part of life, and i just don’t want to let reality bog me down any more. plus, i figure the more i write about what i love, what i’m truly interested in and hope to achieve, perhaps i’ll take mini-steps to something along the way, and my hopes might actually be realized. so, without further ado, here’s my little list of dreams… (those already realized are in italics)
-live in another country
-visit zambia with bryan and our kids
-go backpacking in europe as empty-nesters
-live in close proximity to and do life with our best friends, if only for a year
-have a season of sustainable living
-work in a bakery
-open a coffee shop with bryan
-learn the ins-and-outs of photography
-teach myself the ukelele and write songs
-to be a mom on the sidelines of the X games, where i’m certain my boy jones is heading.
-have a big family
-to live close to my bro and his wife
-get training in biblical counseling (i love school!)
-work as a counselor (in japan? perhaps there’s a need.)
-perform music regularly with bryan, open mic and whatnot
-to be used — oh Lord, use me!
-live on an acreage for a season
-live the ‘big city’ life for a season, small apartment and no car (best for after we become empty-nesters, perhaps)
-speak another language
-see my friends here walk with Jesus and know his deep love
-write a novel, if the idea ever finds me
