Little Girl Dreams

I did not dream up this life when I was a little girl.  Like any other little girl, I dreamed of the big beautiful wedding with the gorgeous white dress that everyone would adore.  I dreamed of the beautiful and spacious home I would have.  I dreamed of all the friends I would be surrounded by.  I dreamed of sharing my life with the man of my dreams and the perfect kids we would have.  I dreamed as most any other little girls did.

No one dreams of getting divorced.  Of financial stress.  Of troubled kids that worry you every day.  Of getting cancer or some other disease.  We don’t dream of these things and yet they happen.  Life. Happens.  It is messy and it is complicated and it is hard.  This is what life may bring us and if we keep trying, we still get out of bed every morning and strive for better.  If we keep trying, we will have people that make us laugh and love and stand tall.  If we keep trying, we will make it through this messy life and find joy and peace and pride.  If we keep trying.  If we never stop trying.

Welcome to my messy life.  Welcome to my Blog.  I hope that you get something from it.  Mostly, I hope that you see that you are not alone.  Your messy life runs parallel to mine and so many others.  Our struggles will differ.  But our trying should be uniform.

Welcome.

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