So I'm back where I wanted to live for many years.
Unfortunately my husband still misses Florida and our home there and his former career. He's not even sure if he can visit the area again. I don't blame him. Living in Florida was his dream.
But dreams die even when we do everything we can to prevent it.
His comments make me wonder if we can ever let go of some of the hardships we go through. I know we are forever changed. We think differently now. We spend differently. We choose our friendships differently.
I'm hoping new dreams will appear--ones we'll grab onto and praise God for giving us.
Already we're building a new home. I think I'll like it better than all the rest. We're starting our business back up and even though it might not be what we want to do it's a means to an end.
Dreams take time to create and grow. I have to believe that God brought us back here because He sees new ones for us.
What's really important is having dreams. When you wake up and have none, what do you have? I've had my writing dreams for years. Now I'm waiting on my life dreams to take shape.
It isn't easy starting over. You'll probably see me write those words now and then but I like to think I'm opening the first page to a new book. Anything is possible.
yeah, I'm dreaming already.