Where is your happy place?

So my whole life I have dreamed about growing up and becoming some big hot shot professional the was amazingly happy with my life.

I think we all do.

For me it always comes back to this two story house, sitting on a grassy section of land with water behind it. I have always taken it to be an ocean, but I can’t say that for a fact. The house seems to have a country feel about it. The color never really matters to me but I am well aware of the porch. It is one of those wrap around porches that is covered all the way around. There are big fans in a few spots that look like a big ceiling fan. There are lights strung around the banisters as well as the normal porch lights attached to the house. There is always a few wooden rockers surrounding a table on one side, and a wooden two person swing in a different area of it. Far enough away to be considered two separate get together areas, but close enough to be able to hear each other if necessary.

It seems to be that we are in the warmer all year type of places in the world. This could just be a weird hope of mine since I drastically hate the cold Chicago winters, but since it is my dream I can assume what I want right?

There are always kids running around, so I am thinking that my kids must live around the area as well and have brought my grandchildren over. My age always varies when I have these dreams. Sometimes I have not changed age at all, and it is my own children running around. Other times I look as if I may be around 80 or so and my hubby and I are enjoying retirement and grandkids.

There are all these pictures once we get inside of the big life that we have led. Pictures of the kids, from all ages. Picture of our travels and other loved ones.

Pictures of our full happy life.

That is my happy place when I am being overwhelmed or feeling extra unstable for the day.

 

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