There was a time when my dreams were big and lofty. The kind of dreams you read about in stories. The typical dreams you expect from a young American girl who has the world in front of her.
But the beauty of dreams is that they are allowed to change – mine change often.
We can put some dreams on the shelf and adopt new dreams for a time. Knowing that we might come back to old dreams another day, if we want.
My dreams today are still big and lofty. They just aren’t the dreams that fill high school essays anymore.
You see, I’m a mom. Full time, all day, every day. And so that job has shaped some of my new dreams.
And well, I’m learning to turn to a real friend when I’m stuck in life. His name is Jesus.
These two facts about me are shaping my dreams.
I dream of being the best mom. And yes that dream is often colored by the rainbow of pictures filling pinterest every hour. Which of course is not the best palette to paint a dream with. But it is a start, because it allows me to evaluate my actions as a mom, and decide what steps I need to make to change.
Now before you all decide that is a dream you’d expect to hear from me, take a moment and allow me to describe this dream further. I know that perfection isn’t something I can really attain because I am a person who makes mistakes, practically hourly. I also know that I was given these specific children because I am the best person on this planet that can be their mom. And that is what is at the foundation of my current dream.
I dream of my kids as adults who remember their mom as always there with a hug, a kiss for a boo-boo and a smiling face as they stepped into life. My dream will require love and gentleness.
I dream of being a mom who remembers there is fun in being silly – starting a musical parade in the middle of the chores because we are putting away instruments, or just dancing outside because it’s raining, and there is nothing better in the world! My dream will require joy.
I dream of being a mom who can sit through a traffic-jam calmly while the kids are in the backseat whining and crying to get home faster. My dream will require peace.
I dream of being the mom that hears her child’s stories, wants, hopes, dreams. And that is something that takes some practice – I mean lets be honest, have you ever had a preschooler follow you around a narrate the day? My dream will require kindness and patience.
I dream of being the mom who is able to set real boundaries for her littles. Boundaries that teach lessons and provide safety and yet teach personal independence. My dream will require faithfulness and self-control.
And that is just a small glimpse into my dream of the moment… But thankfully, even though this might just be one of the loftiest dreams ever, these aspects are gifts that I’ve been given. Have you?
So now I know the steps to take to fill myself with the tools that will allow this dream to come true. And I have a game plan, just like those high school teachers use to give to students stepping into the world where hard work allows dreams to be met.
Are there some tools I’ve left out that you use to build your current dream? Is your current dream different than the dream you had when you were graduating high school? I’d love to hear from you!
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