The Homestead is looking absolutely amazing!

I was given several hundred books from the Neurosurgery library.  We moved them into my library and throughout the entire process I was entirely giddy.  I have a dream of having a library, one with huge leather couches, big comfortable sitting chairs, beautiful glass lamps, a massive fireplace in the middle, and a ladder that rolls around the shelves.  I will have something more magnificent and classy later.  Until then, I’m perfectly tickled to have what I already have.  It’s a ceiling to floor, wall to wall bookshelves filled with books on everything.  I have kids books on the six other shelves in the basement.  I have five or six more bookshelves in our living room that may end up going downstairs into our library, too.  I certainly am at no shortage for reading materials.  I love books.  People give their souls to books when they read them.  Inside every cover, the papers begin to smell like the fingers that touched them… perhaps cried or laughed over them.  I inherited many of my grandmother’s books, and they are more valuable to me than probably any other possession I have.

Our living space has become a home.  We hang out in there, listening to music… drinking coffee, putting our feet up on our coffee table.  There are hundreds of plants.  Yes, we’re living in our dream home. 

We spent a lot of time yesterday on the front yard.  Goddess knows it needed our love.  It’s looking way better today than it did yesterday.  Man, it feels good to be home!

I love this Sunday morning… muffins are baking, my iPod is playing, and the house is filled with warmth and love.  I couldn’t have asked for better.  This IS my dream.   I love it so much!

The possibilities for my future are coming closer and closer to fruition.  I feel unstoppable, invincible.  I feel like the words I’m choosing seem a little manicky, but truly I am at peace.  I am content.  My hopes, my dreams, my future… they’re all coming to a place where they’re almost no longer just dreams and now are becoming my reality.  There is so much to be had, and I’m having it.

We can do this.  We can make this happen.  At the same time we’re dreaming… but how we feel is what’s making those dreams our reality right now.  I’m living in a dream world.  And I like it!

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