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Logan, Lily, Damian and I on the couch.
21 January 2007

Today carve out a quiet interlude for yourself in which to dream, pen in hand.  Only dreams give birth to change.
                                    — Sarah Ban Breathnach

I haven’t had much time to think, much less dream, since Damian has been born.  My mind keeps spinning with ideas and possibilities, but I haven’t had time to create anything concrete, like a plan or even a list.  I can’t see clearly yet because my vision is filled with small children, laundry and house-cleaning.

It’s not that I’m unhappy.  I love my family, and I love being with them and caring for them.  Every morning I wake up with an overwhelming sense of love and hope because I am so ridiculously content right now.

But I do like to dream.  I do need to find a quiet interlude for myself in which to dream, pen in hand.  I once had a dream to be happily married with a family of my own, and now look where I am.  It’s time to peep into my head again and see what dreams are swirling around in there.  It’s time to let my dreams lead the way again.



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