If money wasn’t an issue, we’d have an extra storey on the house.
A car we all fit in.
Maybe the occasional trip out.
I can’t even dream about it. I can’t imagine what it would be like. Just a little extra space. A little extra ease. A few extra memories.
If it really were no issue – riding lessons for the children. A camper van and a touring holiday around Europe. I want to go to Nashville. I want to see Mardi Gras in New Orleans.
I want gorgeous drawing materials.
If money were no issue – are those really the things I’d do?
I don’t know. I had a dream a little while ago that I could raise the money we needed to raise the roof. I still sort of think we can, if I can just settle on one plan. I have skills, experience, knowledge, talent. What I don’t have is a whole lot of organisation or focus.
But just maybe figuring out how to dream again has been the first step.
From a Post40bloggers writing prompt.





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