When Chris and I were newlyweds, he used to ask me what my dreams were. I could never really come up with any to share.
Yesterday I walked though my back yard, and saw the nesting wild birds, the happy chickens, the peaceful sheep and the blooming flowers. As I took all this in I had the following thought, "so many of my dreams have come true."
And then I began to think about how I could never voice my dreams. At that point I realized that I have always thought one should only dream of things that they felt certain they could achieve. Because of this, I never acknowledged the dreams that ran deep in my heart. Yet still, by some miracle, many of those deep, unspoken dreams have come true. I am so lucky.