There are the obvious ones - we dream of raising children who are happy and healthy. We dream that they will be successful. We dream that they will live to a ripe old age, and give us grandchildren, and leave the world a slightly better place than it was prior to their arrival.
We dream of vacations in sunny climes, or snowy ones, or spa-filled ones. We dream of a better job, or having no need to HAVE a job other than parenting. We dream of a bigger home, or a few more hours to sleep, or 5 minutes of peace and quiet.
For me? I have dreams.
I dream of owning the company where I work. I dream, not of riches, but of less struggle. Of more financial stability.
I dream of confidence. Not in myself, but in those around me. I want to trust that they can do what is asked of them, and be allowed to do more. I want to be able to let go more, and accept the offers of help. I want to relax and know that I don't have to do it all.
I dream of philanthropy. I have so much "Give" in my heart, but not enough in my wallet. I want to push harder to find cures, and even preventative solutions for children fighting pediatric cancers. I want to know that the long-term side effects of treatment options are not worse than the illness itself.
I dream of peace in my heart, and contentment with who and where I am in my life. I know that I've been placed right here, right now, for a reason. I struggle with wanting to know that reason, and I fight against where I am all to often. This doesn't mean that I don't want to move ahead - more often it means I need to stop fighting so hard to stay where I am.
Then, there are the days that I just dream of a solid nights sleep, or that vacation (I like the warm ones!), or 3 minutes to myself without someone tattling on someone else. The days when I dream that my kids will get along for 24 solid hours. That they'll all three do their homework without any fighting. That the laundry will fold itself, and magically float off to the dressers. That the dishes will be clean, and a hot meal waiting.
I want absolutely everything for my kids. Health, happiness, solid educations, loving partners in life, careers that they love, you name it, I want them to have it. But I want them to work for it. I want them to have those things, but I want them to also have respect for them. I want them to know how hard you have to work to earn those things. I don't ever want them handed to them on a platter.
What about you? What are you dreaming of these days?