Our Place

I know that we aren't the only couple in the world that dreams. We dream of winning the lottery, of going on vacation, or being super successful. I know everyone does that. But I'm pretty sure that we are the only ones who have a made-up location in our minds that we go to whenever we're stressed out or can't sleep. We made up this spot waaaaay back in the day when we were just dating. It's rolling hills with mountains in the background. A vast open grassy plain with a lone shade tree in the middle and a wide stream flowing lazily through it. Every time I think about this place, I think of Marty Stauffer's Wild America. This is straight out of that show. We would talk about our spot on those late nights where 60-some-odd miles separated us and we didn't want to hang up the phone. Since then, we have added a house, a large garden and a lovely hammock. There's a dock out on the stream that we would sit on and catch our supper.

We were talking about this place of ours just recently, and decided that THIS is what we want. Quiet. Peaceful. No offices to go to. Bryan would design, I would blog and sell tasty treats online. We would have a tv, but we would only watch Netflix every now and again. We would homestead, I'd can and jar all of our produce. We would play Scrabble and card games in the evenings on our front porch with our girls, whom I would home-school. Judy, my boss (the coolest person ever), says that I could never live this way. I'm too social and I would go crazy. She might be (a little) right...I think I would have to escape to the city every now and again for some excitement. But I'm at a point in my life where raising my kids in peace and quiet sounds amazing.