Wake me.
Can this be real?
My real life has exceeded my own dreams. As a young girl, I hoped to be married one day. I thought I might have children. I planned on having a j-o-b. And today, I sit here with more than all those ideas.
A fun and exciting husband.
Two beautiful boys.
And now, the home of our dreams. Yes, OUR. Because we made a list you know. We both had ideas of our dream home. They seemed to clash. How could we find one home that has all of these things. Near impossible? No!
So the move is done. The wine is chilled. We still on our big red couch surrounded by the green of the grass and leaves. Not another home to be seen. Lightening bugs sparking in the darkness. Children nestled in their own beds. Not afraid but excited and thrilled with their room.
Love in the air. For my husband. My children. and for the adventures we will have in our forever home.
The home with the view. The glorious view!
On 3 acres. In a subdivision with a pool. With room for a wine cellar. A music studio. With a wood stove. With built in book cases. Large closets. Three pantries. A laundry room. A cellar. With lights! and bushels and bushels of hydrangeas. For flower arrangements.
Yes. Reality is greater than the dreams.
Peace at last.
~ Living the dream mama
