"Last morning..." is how my eldest, Elise, described anything in the past. Now, she's starting kindergarten and has no use for this phrase! I want to remember this, along with all of our stories, so I'm putting it here on Last Morning's Adventures. I hope you can either relate or get a laugh. :)

Saturday, July 9, 2011

Astronaut Dreams

Back in my early 20s I dreamed of being an astronaut. Now that I'm smack in the middle of my 30s, that dream seems so foggy...I mean, yesterday was the last shuttle the US is putting into space. Plus, there's no way I'm going to risk my mommy-life to see what it looks up there---no matter how amazing or life-changing the sight would be. Still, it makes me philosophical about my hopes and dreams. I don't feel like my dreams have changed that much. Last decade my dream was to create an exciting career that I could put on the back burner to start a family. Now, my family is my dream:Who knows. Maybe next decade I'll be back to the grind...but for now, my dreams involve tickle fights:
...goofing off...
...cooking, cleaning, and you know---just creating fine, upstanding citizens!

{thanks Erin Cobb Photography for capturing my dreams!}

1 comment:

  1. What a beautiful dream...or reality.