A few of my thoughts from last week about this time...
It's a rainy Thursday afternoon. In the morning, I'll be packed up and heading out for a weekend with three ladies who are very precious to me. I'm excited about our trip and about the opportunity to do things like this with people I love. I spend a lot of time thinking about things I want and what I need to do to get those things. I spend so much time thinking about where I want to be that I forget to really enjoy the things I already have. I don't let the beautiful, nearly perfect imperfection of my current situation sink in. I have it good. I'm about to embark on a fun weekend trip without a care in the world (or at least without a care that can't wait until I get back). No matter what dreams I have for the days to come, the days I already have are nothing less than dreams that have already come true. I used to dream of the days I'd have a grown-up life and a place to call my own. I have those things and so many more, yet I sit here wishing for days where I will have this job or that car or a different house or this or that. In reality, my life is made of dreams come true:
I used to long to have a drivers license and my own car. Got it.
I so much wanted my own place I could decorate however I wanted. Got it.
I desired a big-girl job where I could wear professional clothes and heels to work. Got it (and don't always love having to look nice for work everyday!).
I wanted houseplants. And an office plant. I have them.
I've dreamed of having an eclectic collection of mugs. You should see my mug cabinet.
I wanted to have friends I could just call up when I wanted someone to spend time with. Check my phone.
Now, not everything is rainbows and butterflies all the time, but I need to be more intentional about appreciating all the great things I have wanted and now am blessed to have.
