I spent so many years longing to be married. I dreamed of what it would be like to have a family of my own. It was a glorious picture in my mind!
Then I got married.
Suddenly the dream was no longer glorious. My husband had a job that kept him away from home two weeks out of every month. I had a large house to clean and take care of; the daily tasks of cleaning, laundry, and organizing seemed never ending. Before too long, I had morning sickness and other normal pregnancy symptoms on top of everything else.
The dream had turned into reality. Daily chores and unending laundry piled up. I quickly became tired of having the same tasks everyday without any obvious way to measure progress. No matter how much time I spent doing dishes, washing laundry, cleaning the house, the exact same jobs needed to be completed the next day.
However, at one point, I realized that I truly am living my dream! I’m married to a wonderful man, I have a beautiful daughter, and I have my own home to care for.
In so many ways, my life is like that dream of previous years. Loving and being loved by Jason is just as beautiful as I imagined it to be. Jason is a wonderful picture of true love to me; he loves me (and demonstrates his love) even when I am unlovable. He is a good picture of self-sacrificial love by the way he serves me and he serves our family.
Part of my job involves caring for a sweet, little girl. I get to cuddle her and play with her as part of the tasks I do every day.
So yes, the dream I had before I got married was based in a bit of fairytale. My dream is now mixed with a big dose of reality. But honestly that makes the realization of my dream so much sweeter.
Now, I have new dreams. I have dreams for myself, for my husband, for our daughter, and for our family. I hope that just like the dreams of a husband and family these dreams will be perfected and purified as God works and moves in my family.