sweet dreams.

when i was a kid i would dream. 

not about what i wanted for christmas or what i would get for my birthday but about what i would get out of life...

maybe it's my overactive imagination but i would fall asleep every night to thoughts of what my life would or could be like.

i would go there and think about my house, my cars, my pets, my kids... my husband... always coming back to the same conclusion ...

that one day i would get those things. i would live them. 

as i turned into a teenager i realized how negative the world was. even when things we're not going right in my life, i still had one thing going right... my dreams.

dreaming kept me living in a lot of ways.

when i was lonely, i go to a place where i wasn't lonely.

when i started writing at the age of 13, my dreams grew only more...

my head that often kept me up at night made me write and write and write... till i had aching wrists and sore fingers but i wouldn't stop. not for the life of me.

i would draw my characters and live their lives through my words.

dreaming for me has given me a lot of things.

i think on more levels than one... it brought me my husband.

i wanted a man that loved me more than he loved anything else.

and though it's weird to say yes, that's true. it's so true. that man loves me more than life itself.

i dreamed of kids... i have kids.

i dreamed i would get a horse brought to my doorstep on christmas day and my husband brought me a horse on christmas day to my doorstep two years ago.

i dreamt one day i'd get published.

alaska is getting published.

and most of all, i dreamt i would live on a farm... with my kids, horses, dogs, whatever! and a cute little house with a cozy little wood burning stove and a vaulted ceiling and chandelier.

yes, i've dreamt a lot of things. 

i've dreamt of being a famous rock star and going to my movie premiers for my books (once they got their movie deal) and wether or not that happens ever... haha... time will tell but one things for certain.

I HAVE ALWAYS BEEN A DREAMER. 

so even when life is getting me down, i find sanction in my dreams.

when i'm afraid to open the mail, answer the phone or even just breathe...

i go back to my dreams. because they guide me, help me, focus me back on where i want to be.

sweet dreams.