Dream On

Yesterday’s post got me to thinking about dreams.  About how each person has a “dream life”–their ideal way of living.  In all actuality, I think very few people are, as corny as this sounds, living their dream.  Our society as a whole just isn’t content with what they have.

And though I try my hardest to always be happy in my current state, well, I do it too.

There are blogs that I read where I wish I had *part* of their life.  Don’t get me wrong, I love my life, I love my family, I love everything.  With that being said, there are parts of other people’s lives that seem so…well…so me, but I’m just not living it (ha!).  I love Darby‘s sewing creativity, her beautiful kitchen + decorating style, and that she gets to be a stay-at-home mom.  I love that Katy has five daughters {oh, what a perfect number!}, sews gorgeous clothes for them, and that she’s a stay-at-home mom.  I love that Ree gets to live on the most ginormous farm I can even imagine, takes beautiful pictures, has four kids, and that she’s a stay-at-home mom.  I love that Amanda takes time to enjoy life, cooks fantastic earthy things, knits, has four kids, and that she’s a stay-at-home mom.

{Hmmmm…do you see a trend here?}

If I had to write down my dream it would be this:

To be married to my C. and a mom to four girls and a boy who are little doorsteps {i.e. two years apart}.  To live forever in the old house we have now {with no mortgage, of course…hey, this is my dream, okay?!}.  To be a stay-at-home mom.  To have a family that would live forever and always stay on the farm.  To have a big garden and can, cook, and sell from it.  To have chickens, goats, sheep, one cow, and a horse.  To have a stable.  To keep bees.  To make my own cheese.  And pasta.  To sew {while never losing my patience, of course}.  To wear dresses and aprons.  To photograph everything.  To knit sweaters with ease and sing along to the radio every night while I cook in a very large kitchen for my very large family.

I think it’s interesting to say your dreams out loud.  I didn’t even realize how lengthy my dream was until I wrote it down just now.  Some things on there might be impossible to ever achieve, but I just realized I’m living my dream in a lot of ways.

A great husband.  A great daughter.  A great family.  A great house.  A passion for the culinary and sewing.

Yes, my life is pretty dang good.

So tell me: what’s your dream life?  In one word.  Or in one hundred.  I would love to know!

Random July Photo of the Day: Poor MM.  She just pumped on that old organ forever–she doesn’t realize it hasn’t worked in 100 years!