Dreaming Your Life

Here’s an important question. Why don’t we get what we want?
My experience with people, especially women, is that most of us are basically dissatisfied with parts of our lives. The primary reason for this is that we don’t give ourselves permission to get what we want.
Men struggle with this sometimes, too, but I think women struggle longer with it. We are the nurturers. We are the ones who have to wait. We raise children, support our husbands, and try to love the menial tasks we have to do to get those people out the door with their shoes on the right feet and matching socks inside of them.
We don’t really think we can have everything we want unless others sacrifice, and we can’t do that to them! We say, “I’ll try throwing pots when the kids are grown”. Or, “I’ll travel the world after George dies”.
So we put our hidden dreams and aspirations on the back burner for a day…a year…a decade. Many of us are surrounded by people who think we are genetically mutated to love cleaning up after others. They think we are designed to want only happiness and clean undies for them.
Sometimes God is the only one who knows our secret purpose, and if we ever knew, we’ve forgotten.
There lies danger in those deep but quiet waters. Beneath the calm surface of cheerful (or NOT so cheerful) service lurks an artist, a writer, a gourmet cook, a mechanic, or a passionate inventor waiting to be acknowledged. Drug it, drink it away, do your best to stuff it down, but sooner or later it will break the surface and beg to be unleashed, possibly creating a tsunami in those lives we’ve worked so hard to protect.