A Dream Is A Wish Your Heart Makes

29 Aug

I always dreamed of living in the country.

The dream included freshly made sweet tea, a tire swing and a golden retriever named Chuck.

I would wake up to the very distant sound of a rooster crowing its early morning wake up call.

The front yard would have a white picket fence and the back yard wouldn’t have a fence at all.

There would be a tree house out among the trees and the kids would get lost in their imaginations until I called them inside for dinner.

We would have a home cooked meal as a family every single night.

My kids wouldn’t care about the newest toys, or plastic junk as Dave Ramsey refers to them as.

Family would be all we needed.

In my dream we would have five acres of land and my children would be the best of friends.

Chuck would have a few barnyard cats to keep him company and sunsets would always be perfect.

There would always be a refreshing breeze at night time and the temperature during the day would almost always hover around 75 degrees.

But on Christmas morning there would be a blanket of fresh snow and we would sit by the fire and watch the kids sledding for hours.

A game of Scrabble before bedtime would almost be expected and my husband would never just let me win.

I may never have that dog named Chuck, but we have three cats that are just as good.

We won’t always have home cooked meals because sometimes you just need to splurge and order a pizza.

I follow the recipe, but my sweet tea never comes out right. Coffee will have to do.

The rooster crowing would probably get on my nerves.

Tire swings are dangerous. I have enough to be anxious about.

I get tired of perfect weather. I like the crispness of fall and the cozy weather in winter.

As for the rest of my dreams, I know they will someday come true. For now I am going to be happy with my frozen pizzas and my 90 degree heat and my kids can pretend Nikkos’ closet is a tree house.

One Response to “A Dream Is A Wish Your Heart Makes”

  1. Grandma August 29, 2012 at 1:15 pm #

    Love this; made me smile….it was warm and loving. xoxox

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