Dreams

It’s 11:11 on a Wednesday morning. I’m sitting at my computer, trying to find inspiration or at least a few mediocre words to share that might somehow encourage you all.

Many of you know that last October, I had three huge life changing events.

• I got married.
• I moved (in with my husband)
• I quit my job

Now, any one of these things would be enough to put someone in the loony bin, but I’m not one to do things {ahem} small. My philosophy? Go big or go home. So, I went big.

The last time something huge happened in my life was March – June of 2012.

• I bought a house
• I finished school for my MBA
• I changed jobs

Suffice to say, I do big things in threes.

In the fall of 2012, I started a blog. It’s been quite a journey, to say the least. What I have discovered, though, is that I have to discipline myself to write. Don’t get me wrong, I love to get my thoughts and words on paper {or your computer screen}, but sometimes I just don’t feel it and have to do it anyway. From what I’m hearing, that’s how all of the greats do it.

I know, you’re probably wondering where I’m going with this post – the title is ‘Dreams,’ after all. I’m getting there.

For those of you who don’t know my husband, let me say you are missing out. He is kind and generous and giving and honest and trustworthy and genuine and compassionate. And he’s also my biggest encourager.

See, I shared with him a few months back my dream of becoming a writer. I know, I know…anyone can be a writer, all you have to do is write the words. But it’s bigger than that for me. I feel that God has given me a story to share. A story that can help and benefit others. A story that matters. And I want to share it. With you all.

I should have kept this little gem of a secret to myself. Because wouldn’t you know it, he told me I could quit my job and pursue my dreams. Whoa…wait just one stinking second…you’re going to let me…pursue my dream of writing? But wait…writers {most, anyway}, don’t get paid. How will I contribute to our household? How will I measure my worth? How will I determine if I’m successful?

These are all good questions. However, the more I travel and the more I read and learn about other writers who have paved the path before me, the more I’m learning that these are questions that are mostly based on where we live. In the U.S. In a society that only sees value and worth in money, possessions, and tangible stuff.

As a society, we don’t value the intangible things like creativity. We value houses and cars.

As a society, we don’t value relationships like being someone’s wife and mother. We value what you can bring to the workplace.

My dreams…my dream is that I will make a difference in the lives of my children and in those around me. My dream is that I can spread hope and love in places where you wouldn’t think to find it. My dream is that someone’s life will be better, improved, because of me and my role in their life.

I’m going to do it. I’m going to write. I’m going to have the discipline necessary to write 1,000 words a day…even if I’m not feeling it.

I’m going to put in the extra work to improve my craft. I’m going to read and learn from others who have been there. I’m going to take a step of faith and put myself out there to dream and to push others to dream.

Because what would life look like without dreams?