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Feb 7, 2008

Fantastic

I have these days where I fantasize about something fantastic happening to me and my family.

Some stranger leaving us a fortune, an incredible opportunity to takeover a business, winning the lottery -that I never play-, winning a trip, a stranger wanting to pay off our mortgage or fund our children's college education, someone offering me a dream job...what if, what if... The list goes on and on.

All things that I imagine making life easier, more affordable (okay, maybe not the trip).

Then I remind myself of how sweet we really have it. We own our house (well, mostly the bank does...), we pay our bills, our children are clean, dressed and fed, we have good friends and are surrounded by a community who supports our family, we have medical insurance, I get to stay home (drive around all day)... this list also goes on and on.

Why the fantasy of wanting more, better? American dream? A generational issue?

8 comments:

Yondalla said...

One philosophy defined wealth as having more than you need -- as demonstrated by your ability to be generous to others.

It's seems a reasonable goal...satisfy our needs with enough left over to share with someone else. I like that a lot.

And I too fantisize about a pile of money and all the things that I would do to the house, and being able to work part time, and ...

MommyNay said...

Im right there with you!

Tracey said...

I think it's fantasizing about providing for our families, rather than for ourselves (though I do have some of my own selfish desires). I mean, a big home with lots of money would mean that your kids would have less chance of ever going hungry or cold, you know?

Plus, if nobody ever dreamed big, we would still be living in caves...

kel said...

I also have the same dreams. Not having to work three jobs, being able to spend more time with people I love, and helping others out more. Then I rimind myself that my life is more rich with the children I have. The relationship that my kids and I have and the love that my kids have that I never got as a child. Its worth being poor I would never change it.Well ok...... the money is .....

Steph said...

Kinda the grass is always greener kinda thing. But then I'm reminded no matter what color the grass, you still have to mow it.

Kara said...

I just came across your blog and love it! I especially love the G-DUB ticker counting down the days he has left in office. I have to find it and add it to my blog. Please remember that copying is the most sincere form of flattery.

Regarding the daydreaming, fantasizing - personally I think it is healthy. Due to my daily dreaming, I already know how I will spend my millions when I win lotto!

I think it's natural to reach for more, it's motivating.

elena jane said...

dream big....why not :-)

Glenna said...

I think the same way sometimes too but I also think it's good to stop and remind ourselves just how much we do have, like you did. I often wish we had a fancier house and then I stop and remember how little stress there is in almost having our little basic 3 bedroom ranch paid off and that nips that keeping up with the Jones' thought in the bud, LOL!