The Dream I Don’t Dare To Dream


I can’t sleep because, I don’t sleep.

I’m having this weird intuition about my children’s father and I haven’t told anyone about it. It’s not exactly positive it just feels like TRUTH, it’s something I think is going to happen in the future, near future, maybe not this year but soon. I don’t know. I can’t utter it aloud without feeling like I’d be the cause of it.

So I’m gonna let it go.

I was reading through some old Notes From The Universe and I came across one that made me cringe. See, when you first sign up for the Notes, they ask you to type in 3 things that you would like to happen. The first thing you type they use as an autofill to remind you to keep believing that it’s coming.

They don’t use it EVERYDAY but every once in a while it pops up and my heart just cringes because, I don’t believe it could happen. I see no way I could manage it and I can not believe I even put it in there.

But I have to NOT be afraid to dream, right?

So here it is, even with all the opposition from their father-

My biggest, wildest, most unbelievable dream is to one day have a spectacular home with my sons. I want them to live with me again.

I know it doesn’t seem like much to you, but to me, sitting here on my bed with a new business and no income from it yet and no car and no support system really, I can’t imagine that it could ever happen or what I could do to make it happen or IF I have the strength to be a full time mom again.

There.

I said it.

Out loud.

That’s my dream.

My most treasured one.

I want it, but I want to be a GOOD Mom, who has time for her kids and patience.

I don’t know. Anything could happen, right? Right.