There are many areas of my life where I am very content and happy. Family and relationship-wise I couldn’t be any happier (ignoring the whole issue of quanta’s parents that is…). Health-wise, my knees are on the mind and I am really trying to make healthier choices when it comes to food and activities. My sleeping patterns are also getting better, and I am feeling better in general… except when it comes to my aspirations.
Over the past couple years I have written both here and in my private journal about wanting to live my dreams. Of course, I first had to figure out what they were. It really wasn’t too difficult since they were things that I dreamed of since childhood-to write a book and to raise a family.
Admittedly, I’ve made very little progress towards either, for all my hoping and wishing. I’ve been too caught up in day-to-day living to pay attention to my dreams. But as I reach a major rite of passage, my upcoming marriage, I am realizing that my dreams are very important because they make me me, and they sustain my desire to live joyfully.