I've always been a bit of a dreamer. And for as long as I can remember, I grew up dreaming about what my future, and my family, would be like.
Some of my dreams were quite sensible. (Marry a guy who goes to church. Yep, got that one.)
Others not so much. (12 children? Um, not what we're planning at this point...)
But one of the dreams that stuck in my mind as I got older was to be a family who rode bikes together. I'm not really sure where it came from, although I do have some very strong memories of riding around the park as my Dad watched, and of Mum and I riding together. But even though I didn't ride much past the age of 9, the dream persisted.
Today, it came true. The four of us went riding together, with SP on his balance bike and F in the trailer. Three hours, three playgrounds and a whole lot of fun and relaxation together.
Bliss. Thank you, God.
What were your dreams for your grown-up life? Are they coming true?