I am a full fledged dreamer.
My ideal afternoon would be eating goldfish (or cookies) while talking about my dreams and aspirations with my besties.
I love dreaming about what’s to come, what my future will look like, what the next year will bring. Dreaming makes me happy. I just love having those conversations.
But when does it become too much?
I have a really hard time being content with where I am. The more I dream, the more I need to be pulled back down to Earth.
I am always looking towards what’s next.
In a sense, I am trying to rush life. I am trying to rush away my college years in dreams of my future. I am trying to rush away my life as a single girl in dreams of getting married. I am trying to rush away my time in Florida in dreams of moving to Alabama. I am always trying to take the next step in life, but God has been telling me to stay where I am. He is telling me to cherish my life that I’m given. He is telling me to be content with what He’s given me.
He will provide in all seasons. He always has and He always will. He never disappoints.
I dream of the future. When I was little, I was a dreamer. I would imagine what life would be like for me when I would be in eighth grade. Oh, I thought that being in eighth grade meant that I was on top of the world. Ha!
When I was in middle school, I imagined what life would be like when I was in high school or college. I imagined that life would be good then and life would settle down then. Life would be good then.
Now that I’m in college and I’m here, I am looking forward the time when I get to start a family. I can’t wait for that season of life.
The problem with my dreaming nature is that when I finally get to the day or season I dreamed of, I never soak it in, I never have that “aha” moment where life is “better” because I’m in the spot that I once dreamed of. Life is just life.
What I’ve realized is that life is always good, but I never take the time to cherish it because I’m stuck. I’m stuck looking towards the future instead of looking down at where my feet are planted.
I am here.
I am living the life I’ve always dreamed of. I am living my dream life, if I think about it. The life I am living right now is the life I’ve always dreamed of, since I’ve been a little girl. The life I’ve been living my whole life is the my dream life. It’s always been my dream life, I’ve just been too focused on the future to realize it.
Are you living your dream life?
Forget all of the circumstantial problems that you might see as “damage.” Forget the little things and look at the big picture. Would the 5 year old you be proud of you? Would the 8 year old be proud of who you are, and where you’ve been? Little 5 year old Sally would be so impressed and she could only DREAM of the life I’m living.
That’s the wonderful thing about God.
Without us even realizing it, He makes all of our dreams come true. He makes our life a Lizzie McGuire “What Dreams Are Made Of” moment. He answers our prayers, He knows what’s best for us, and He delivers.
I am living my dream life. I always have been. I always will be.
All of this doesn’t mean that I am going to stop dreaming.
I am never going to stop dreaming. Whenever I have a chance to dream out loud with my best friends or even with a stranger, I will never decline that opportunity. I just need to remember deep down, in the voice of those dreams, that I am living the dream life that I am dreaming of. It’s here. I’m here.
I am a dreamer and I am living the dream.
This one is for all of the dreamers out there.