Childhood Dreams

There is a nifty challenge from over at Crazyland [great blog name - and also the name of my homeland] and I wanted to try it on. The idea is to find a sappy sweet pic of yourself from when you were a kiddo. [You can look at me and tell that I never 'did no wrong!'] Frame it and put it somewhere noticeable. Go back to who you were then. [Yes, I'm ad-libbing here] What did you look forward to most each day? Remember the energy you had? Remember? HA! It’s such a faint memory…I’m sure you were like me and had dreams, but hopefully they were less crazy than mine. So what were your dreams? What did you hope to have accomplished by the time you were an adult?

Ah, I was such a dreamer as a child that even in the middle of the night, instead of sleeping, I’d spend hours just thinking up my next idea, story, game to play, etc. Heck, I still do that sometimes. I did have dreams that I’ve accomplished or have been blessed with. The biggest things that come to mind is that I get to be a wife and mother. Not only that, but for some reason God felt that I should have the most awesome husband and children that a woman could ask for. Perfect? Nope! Have we had a problem-free existence? Nope! But are they wonderful people that I’m proud of? YES! And there are other dreams – some that have come true and some that haven’t.

I just wanted to pose that thought for today. Even though I’m not an old lady, I have seen that it is easy to totally forget who I was as a child and what my dreams were. Sometimes it’s hard to go back there, isn’t it? It’s important to remember, though. The sappy sweet picture will help. Write down some of your childhood dreams and resolve to let one come true.

This concludes your psychology exercise for the day.