Dreaming
In an alternate universe, I am very fit. I wake early to stretch and run before coffee. Later in the day, I do a fitness class for fun. I sweat until I can’t see. I reward myself with a hot shower.
In an alternate universe, I have a lot of time. My house is organized, not just with pretty bins and shelves, but pretty bins and shelves with actual organization inside. Everything is in its place. The laundry glides off my body through the washer and dryer and back onto hangers in mere hours, pretty much effortlessly.
In that alternate universe, I have time to read. I read so many books. I hear about them from my friends and download them right then and there. I even belong to a book club, but I guess that’s mostly for the wine and the visiting.
In that alternate universe, I look my best always. My hair and nails never get away from me. My husband is always perfectly groomed as well, which comes in handy for all the fancy parties we attend. We spent a lot of time with our friends, trying out new restaurants and coming home at all hours. It’s quiet when we get home. In fact, it’s always quiet.
In this world, I am lucky to get my 10,000 steps. Organization eludes me. I read in spurts, usually not reading at all, but listening on my long commute. I am not so well groomed. (Must. Color. Hair. Soon.) There are no dinner parties. Rarely is it quiet.
But in this life, I am so rich. I am never bored. I am never lonely. There are kisses and laughter and love. I see this moment in time, this less-than-fit body, this loud house, this messy existence, and, given ten chances, I’d pick this world ten times over that alternate universe.
I see in this world a dream that came true.
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Nice, Erin. Just to look at those 4 kids and know you MADE them is amazing, I’m sure. But you know something I thought about as I was reading this? I’m weird, so certain things stand out to me….. I was thinking that when you said “there are no dinner parties”, that doesn’t really matter,because I’ve been to your house and dinner IS a party! With those 4, who needs a dinner party when you have a party dinner every time they sit down to the table. You’re blessed for sure, and they’re blessed to have you as their mommy.
So true! But we are abundantly rich in areas money can’t buy. I wouldn’t trade my life for anything! I truly enjoy reading your heartfelt, honest blog! I’m right where I should be!
Well this was a surprise! It was wonderful to wake up to your post. I think we all would love to live in our alternate world! The grass is always greener thing! I wouldn’t trade what is our messy, busy,real life for anything. In the end we always have each other!