I dream of waking up every morning and looking out my bedroom window or walking out onto my back porch and seeing this in the still and quiet morning before the world awakens. The peaceful beauty of a world undisturbed and with my horses grazing in the pastures. One Day, Maybe
I have always dreamed of going back in time to past decades and centuries and living in their lives and societies. I long to go back to the Victorian and Colonial eras, to be a homesteader moving west and making life and home out of nothing. I dream of being in the 1950’s and being a house wife who wears pearls and pretty dresses and aprons. I would love to experience the simplicity’s and difficulties of these past times.
I dream of an oak tree with a wooden swing to sit and watch the sun set and rise over fields filled with horses and wildflowers.
I, as most young ladies do, dream of the guy that I will get to know, become friends with, date, and marry. I dream of that time in my life when I will have that someone to go to, being exactly who I am for the good and the not so good and to be completely accepted and LOVED by him. I can’t wait for the guy who wants to sit and read books in a field, go horseback riding in the mountains, go diving in the ocean, get lost in the woods, and go home and snuggle by the fire. All women and men long for the person who will complement their personality and values in life, and we all struggle with the patience that comes with waiting for that time. God has a plan for us and while we may dream we must be patient and one day God will send that man who is reading a book while riding a horse through the trees to a overnight bonfire in the mountains.
I dream of dancing in a field of wild flowers, in a white dress, with the sun shining down on me. I dream of changing someone else’s life for the better. I dream of a true love. I dream of the past and for the future. I dream today, tomorrow, and forever. I dream, and hope that One Day, Maybe.