A Dream Come True

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.