the life that you imagine

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Hi, my name is B and I don’t imagine a life working in an office. The color gray makes me swoon when painted on my walls and makes me suffocate when translated into “work” clothes. I have a Love/hate relationship with technology and sometimes want to throw the TV and cell phone off the roof and open a window instead as some kind of instinctive form of detox. I imagine a life with my husband, my animals, a few wild, messy haired little children running around with genuine, untainted smiles and open hearts. I imagine our house as a quintessential vacation home in the mountains by a lake, but we decide to drop the vacation and just call it “home.” Our soundtrack is laughter and music. My time is my own. I write and own a small business. I wonder… am I being realistic? Or am I living in a world of dreams and fantasies; an illusion protected by the realists around me? The following quote comes to mind:

"There are dreamers and there are realists in this world. You’d think the dreamers would find the dreamers and the realists would find the realists, but more often than not the opposite is true. See the dreamers need the realists to keep the dreamers from soaring too close to the sun. And the realists? Well, without the dreamers, they might never get off the ground."

I am fascinated by these words. I used to think that I was the dreamer and Sam was the realist. And although I am certain Sam does more of the reeling in than I do to him, I have come to find that we are evolving in our roles. They say that over time you begin to become more like your partner. I wonder if this is indeed the case. We have learned to become realistic dreamers with the biggest “aha” moment being that we can live the life we imagine, but it’s going to take a hell of a lot of work. We are not waiting to be handed things. We are making things happen one drop of sweat at a time and we’re doing it successfully with much needed support from our family and friends. So although I am caught in that occasional moment of, “shit, am I being realistic here or am I nutty dreamer on the loose again?” I am reassured that we can live the life we envision for ourselves with our continued focus, persistence, and careful balance of dreams and reality.

I’m curious to see how our story continues to evolve in our shared life.

 

Are you living the life you imagine?

If not, what are you doing about it?

All my Love,