when i grow up.

 

When I grow up, I want to live on a little island somewhere. I want to live in a small house filled with my treasures from all around the world.

 

 

I would like wooden floors and big windows; white drapes and a tub with feet

 

 

When I grow up, I want my children to run barefoot in the sand, through the trees and into the water. I want their eyes to be void of worry and full of laughter. I want their faces to be sun-kissed… looking to their Father, full of His love and full of the joy and innocence that is so beautiful to childhood.

 

 

I want to stand by the seaside and look out over the ocean every chance I get.  

 

I want to dine alfresco every night possible, with candles and soft music and twinkly white lights.

 

I want to meet someone who loves Jesus more than me. Someone who is good at being themselves; someone who’s laugh is contagious. I want to meet someone who can simply sit beside me in silence and be OK with that. Someone who I will spend forever with. I want someone who will wake up, kiss my forehead, and (even though I’m sure my morning breath will be awful) will tell me that he loves me so much.  Because perfect love casts out fear…even if that fear is fear of morning breath;)

 

 

I would like brass pots and Julia Child’s “The Art of French Cooking”

 

 

When I grow up, I want to sip green tea whilst thumbing through old books.

 

 

I want to wear a beautiful dress with amazing shoes and great lipstick.

 

 

I want to hold children who don’t have a mommy or a daddy, and I want
 to tell them that everything is going to be ok. I want to give them a cookie, put them in a warm bath, and tuck them into a nice warm bed. I want to make them smile and laugh. I want to kiss their cheeks and hug them tight and allow them the innocence that I grew up with.

 

 

I want to have a white fluffy bathrobe like my Mama has, so that I can come downstairs in the mornings full of grace even though I’m rocking the bed head.

 

I would like to travel everywhere.

 

I want to look at my body, and love it. I want to be finally free of the insecurity that has plagued me for so long.

 

When I grow up, I want to wake up to the windows open every morning, and enjoy a steaming café au lait.

 

I want to live with passion.

I want to love what I do.

I want my life to be filled with love.

As it is.

 

But most of all, I want to look back and smile. Smile at all the memories, chuckles, late nights, and fun adventures.

There are going to be so many!:)