Dreams

I have always been looking forward in life. I mean sometimes I can be terrible for looking back constantly, but really I am always in anticipation. I find it hard to live in the moment, unless I'm doing something I love. That being said, I really do love spending even just a couple minutes a day doing things I love. Because all the small things add up and they are what really matters a lot of the time.
Back to the point. I have dreams of what my life will be like. When I "grow up" I want to have an amazing husband who makes me want to be a better person, and who I fall more in love with every day. As cheesy and idealized as that sounds, I think its possible. I want to have kids too. A girl and a boy would be amazing, but either way I would love to be a mother some day. But I feel like that's a long way off from now. I want to live on an acreage with a charming and old farmhouse with a porch that wraps all the way around. I want to have flower beds and gardens with herbs and vegetables (I love to cook). I want to fill our home with things that make us happy, they don't even have to match. I want to have pictures on every wall and art projects made by my kids covering the fridge. I want to have dogs and cats, and whatever other critters we collect. I want to have a job that I love (doesn't everyone) where I can make a difference in someone or something's life. I want to come home from work every day feeling fulfilled and happy. I want to have lemonade and cookies ready for my kids when they get home from school. I want to cook homegrown meals for my family and I want us to all be happy.
I want to feel at peace in all aspects of my life, something that is missing right now. But I figure that's the way it is for everyone in our awkward times of growing up and finding who we are.