what life would have been like?
If you had married another person?
Had children of a different gender?
Grown up in ways that you never knew?
Have you ever mused –
What if you had played a sport?
Continued to play an instrument?
Really pursued that gift or calling?
I do not regret my life in the slightest but sometimes I imagine. Having a daughter. Being Italian. Playing the flute. Writing a book. Living in Europe. Being rich. Stuff like that.
While taking a walk with the Hubs the other day, I started imagining life differently. He’s a good Hubs and listens because he knows I don’t want to be with anyone else but him living this life.
And you know what?
I always come up with
I like my life with my Hubs and three olive shoots.
There are many aspects of the past I would prefer to bypass
But I see God’s hand
How He ordered my days – three sons, North Carolina, Jesus follower who loves kale
And I can’t imagine being anyone else.
(Check out this fun writing prompt each Friday! It’s a highlight of my week and I love reading the other posts people write about the same word!)
Love the “hubs.” Love the imagining. Love the empty space left between each sentences. Lots going on in those spaces.
Great post which forces us to think and imagine in a different world… 🙂
It is fun to imagine a different life sometimes. It is especially great when it leads to greater appreciation for what you have.
I do imagine sometimes. Thank you for making space for the imaginings all while leading us back home. Stopping by from FMF.
I love how God show’s us even in our imagination how he has us right where we are meant to be