A Secret Dream

Ok so i have a few dreams. Secret ones.
{well after i write this it won't be secret anymore, will it? Good observation}

One of them is to have one of these.

  I'm not really materialistic.

But this is one of the few things that I really want. Bad.

I don't know why but I've always wanted one of these in the front of my house. 

Or the back. Either one.

I just feel like a swing like this would be a memory vortex.

I can picture me and my future husband as newlyweds. 

Sitting on it and counting the stars.

And pointing out constellations.

{I hope I know more constellations than him}

I can picture two of my future little kids swinging on it.

And singing songs to each other.

I can imagine fretting over my first gray hair.

While looking out the window and seeing my oldest daughter.

With her high school sweetheart swinging away in blissful contentment.

And I can see me and my love sitting hand in hand.

Talking about how crazy our life together has been.

And being way past the point of worrying about a single gray hair.

Because now our heads are full of it.

I don't even bother dying it anymore.

Because my husband tells me he thinks my gray hair is lovely.

And then I will touch the veins that are popping out in his hands.

{Yeah that is weird, but I'll most definitely do that}

There will be a lot more that will happen on my dream swing.

It'll be exciting to see what those things will be.

Ahh. The possibilities.

-LATER.