I had a dream...

I hate that feeling when you wake up that whatever was swirling around your head for the last eight hours happened.   It gets your hopes up for no reason.

But I've also been known to talk in my sleep and have conversations of which I don't remember.  Things that really happen, of which I've interacted, but have no recollection.

This morning as my house host left, I remember vaguely of him leaving, but thought it was a dream.

Dreams aren't reality and the only reality we have is the one we make happen. And you know what I've discovered?  Sometimes honestly, you don't see how good you have it, even when its right in front of your eyes.

Goal today: smile and just be me.

PS-Thank you to my sister who sent me the cutest picture of the baby.  He is so cute!

xoxo