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When people ask me how I see my future, or what my dreams are, I find it hard to answer. 

The only thing I'm sure about is that I want to be a mom. Not just any mom. I want to be the mother of all mothers. The mother who bakes the best pies, cooks the biggest and best meals, that has unconditional love and who brings warmth to a home. The mom who is there for her kids after a long day of school and has tea, cookies and a hug waiting for them. When Dad comes home after a hard day of work, dinner is ready and it always tastes like heaven. I even already know what I want the family structure to be like.. I already found my dream guy, that's a very good start.. Then I want our first child to be a boy, so he can be a big brother for his little sister. She is child number 2 and the last one.

I can explain all the above very easily. I grew up without my mom, she died when I was 2. I have the best dad ever, but I never knew what it was like to have a mom. I only knew one grandmother and she was the grandmother of all grandmothers (except for her cooking..). Unfortunately she died when I was 16. I formed an idea of what it must be like to have a mom by looking at other kids moms or moms in tv-series/movies. 

Furthermore, I've always wanted to have a big brother. One that would protect me on my first night out (after argueing with mom and dad that he has to take his little sister out. Which I can imagine sucks), who teaches me how to be cool and helps me with my homework. I want my kids to have everything I didn't have.

You might have noticed by know, that deep down I'm a very traditional and romantic girl (woman). Even my dreamhouse is traditional and romantic. It's a big house with an attic and a huge garden. All our friends and family love to come over for dinner, we have dogs, the fridge is always full and we love to bake cookies. On sunday we keep our pajamas on all day and watch movies or play games. The kitchen is our (my) pride and joy. It has a huge stove and there are pots and pans everywhere. There's a giant table on which the kids do their homework after school, because it's always warm and cozy in our kitchen. Above my gorgeous sink there's a small window, with cute curtains, overlooking the garden, so I can keep a close eye on the dogs playing outside. I'm a housewife, no time for a job, I have pies to bake!

Dat stove...

It all sounds like a little girls dream probably, but that's exactly what it is. 

When I was about 2 years old, my dream was to become a farmer or own a farm (in my mind this was the same thing). There was a boy at the day care center I went to, and I was convinced that we would get married and own a farm one day (poor lad). Daycarecenter-boy obviously did not share this dream with me, so I dumped him. Harsh, I know..

Now, 25 years later, I have a more realistic view on farmers, it's not as romantic as I thought it was when I was 2. Now I know what it was I liked about the whole idea of being a 'farmer'.

It's the idea of having a big loving family, a warm house, a sense of freedom and most of all a place to call home.

(If the farm turns out to be a ranch, please let it be the Double RL Ranch ^_^)