I'm lucky because I have. The only problem is, I'm not there now.
I'm still with Michael but we are here in yucky, nasty Utah. I hate this time of year, especially here. I look outside and see a fog of inversion that I know won't lift until March, and that's if we're lucky.
I pull on my hoodie knowing that I'm going to freeze until May, maybe even June. It has snowed on my summer birthday before, and more than once.
Unfortunately the place I feel most alive isn't the place I've put down roots. The place that feeds my imagination, and offers a welcoming calm that I can't obtain here is along the east coast. Specifically coastal North Carolina. I ache for her. I have since I last left her. And it's been far too long since I've returned to her.
I mean, look at this place? How can you not gaze upon this beauty and not feel at home?
I just look at these pictures and find myself dreaming of being on the beach, hearing the waves crash, feeling the sand between my toes and the coastal breeze in my hair. There's nothing more energizing for my spirit.
And I also love the idea of decorating a coastal home. If you ever visit my house, you'll see North Carolina throughout many of the rooms. It's my comfort, and my permanent wish to be surrounded by it. I look at pictures like these, and I just feel peace, tranquility, and the reassurance that I was born to walk barefoot in the sand :) Maybe one day I will, and there won't be a suitcase waiting for my return to a place I don't belong.
My ultimate dream is to move to the coast and be an interior designer with a coastal flare. Funny that what I'm living now is so far from that dream. Then again, and in my defense, I didn't realize this dream until about two years ago... but one day, ONE DAY it will be a reality.
What's your ulitmate dream/vision?
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