A Little Rambling

Goals for this month: 1. CONQUER my recital. (Okay, so that's a month + 5 days.) 2. Do 50 sit-ups (at least) every night. Why? Because I'm going to the Bahamas. :) 3. Finish my Signature Assignment early, so I don't freak about it being due the day of my recital. 4. Have a dance party every week. 'Cause it's awesome, even if it's me alone in my room. 5. Put an offer on a house!!

I feel like this ^ is the most common image to greet me every time I log onto Facebook. Everyone is having babies! EVERYone is having babies. I feel very left out by not being pregnant, not getting married, and not even having a boyfriend. Usually I can leave it at that and move on, knowing I'm only 22 and therefore have plenty of time, and I'm in no rush. I really do like the freedom in being single! Occasionally, though, it hits hard and I start my own little spiral of self-pity. I've been having this reoccurring dream for about the last month, in which I'm pregnant with a little baby girl named Hannah. They're startlingly realistic, and there have been times I've awoken fully convinced I am having a baby. Throughout the day I will find myself thinking of her, planning for her, and imagining her running up to me, or being scooped up onto her daddy's shoulders, or snuggling in my lap. It's quite surreal. I really want a baby. It's been this...

This is funny, this will be the second time this week I write about my goals. A friend wrote me a letter - real post! amazing! - and asked the same basic question. What is it I want to get out of life? I wonder if my answer today is the same as it was on Friday? My goals...hmm. I really want to go to Alaska. I also want to travel the world, but I'll settle for Alaska, Germany again, and Egypt. Preferably more though. Mostly Europe. I'd like to graduate college at some point. I want to go to heaven. I want to keep my friends around me for years and years and years. And more than just anything on earth, I want to get married to a wonderful man and have lots of kids. A huge percentage of my friends are married and most of those are on their way to being parents already. I admit, I'm rather jealous. I feel behind. I was handling it all very well for a while, then a couple weeks ago it started to hurt again. I'm doing better, but it's a goal I'd at least lik...