Reflections

I reflect on the word gratitude, and I realize that I have everything I have ever wanted: 

  - a man who loves me beyond measure, and who I love a little more every day.

  - a house that meets our needs and makes us happy 

  - a job that provides for us, and that I find interesting 

  - kind and supportive friends

  - a healthy family 

Now, I must work on becoming everything that I have ever wanted to be, knowing that I am loved just the way I am.

   Is it insane to be insecure because your base dreams have come true, but you are afraid that you will wake up and be told that it was all just a dream?