That's Life

My favorite time of day to run is early morning, just after dawn, especially this time of year, when the air is cool and crisp when it hits your lungs. Once upon a time, I was a dedicated runner with my favorite routes to run.
I used to love to run along Carnegie Lake in Princeton and pretend I was in a race with the crew teams practicing on the lake. I'd run along One Mile Road, which I lived off of in Cranbury. It was a bit of yawn to run it, because it was a flat, boring run which was exactly 1 mile from 571 till it ended on Old Trenton Rd. In other words, it was dull.
Running was my sanity when I was a caregiver to my grandmother. It was my escape and kept the stress away. I knew the end game was after my grandmother died, I would have to go back to the real world. I was taking ministry classes, not sure what I wanted to do or where to go in life.
I was lost, confused and not sure what I wanted to do in life.
I knew that more than anything else I wanted to be a wife and mother. I wanted a kitchen to create magic in. Definitely a cat, maybe a dog too.
Possibly driving a Volvo station wagon, because that was the princetonian equivalent to a mini van.
I wanted to decorate a house that would be worthy of home & garden.
I'd grow flowers and vegetables and have a glorious garden.
All of these dreams were formulated on these runs.
Sometimes dreams come true. Sometimes it's be careful what you wish for. Sometimes it's a little bit of both. But that's life.