I have always had a vivid imagination.
As I child, I even had a make-believe friend...his name was Jeffery. I don't remember much about this make-believe friend, but my parents had a personalized book created for me and had Jeffery listed as one of my friends in the book.
As a teenager, I imagined how cool it would be when I got my first car. I can still remember the day I got home, opened the garage, and saw my very first car just waiting for me to get behind the wheel.
As a young adult, I dreamed of a fairy tale wedding. I envisioned the dress, the flowers, the cake, my groom...every thing would be picture perfect. To this day, my wedding day was one of the BEST days of my life.
Now that I am older, I imagine my life as a mother. What seems different about this dream is that I have a hard time really seeing a picture of what our lives will be like with a baby...how it will feel, what our baby will look like, the smell of our baby's skin, the feel of his/her little feet.
Sometimes it scares me that I can't see this image...
But in my heart I know that "we live by faith, not by sight."~2 Corinthians 5:7 And that is what keeps me believing...
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