Living the Dream

Yesterday I was cleaning up around the house while Sarah took a nap. And all of a sudden I had a memory.

I remembered when I lived at my apartment before Micheal and I got engaged. Man, I was so proud of my little home. I have always, always wanted to be a home maker. That was my dream forever. And I finally had a home to make! LOL. One afternoon I was cleaning and cleaning. I scrubbed and straightened and cleaned everything I could. When I finished I went and made a cup of cappuccino and just looked around my little nest with such pride. I literally had nothing else to do... the laundry was done, the kitchen was clean, the floors were scrubbed, everything was dusted... literally everything. In that moment standing there I told myself that there would be a time in my life when I would remember this moment. This moment where I lived alone and everything was perfect. Because someday I would live with my husband and children and everywhere I looked I would see something that needed to be done. And I smiled... because in that moment I wished that I could be the future me. The one with a husband and a family and a mess to clean up. :-)

And now... here I am. And I wouldn't want it any other way.

Dreams do come true! :-)