Maybe it was the girls from Latinitas Summer Camp or the thought that someday I might have a purpose at the Olympics, but mainly I blame it on Pintrest that lately I've spent my afternoons looking forward to raising my children. I believe it's a myth that females plan their wedding since they were five because even at the age of twenty, thinking about the day I get married bores me. Wait, wait, wait. I'm optimistic about this though because I believe the happiest wedding cannot even begin to be imagined if there is only one person searching for a fairytale. For me, the shock of inspiration for my happy ending will begin the day I meet a "he" that opens my eyes to a whole new world and a new life that I could not see before.
However, I am so ready to be a kid again and I know this will be the day my children start breathing. I'm looking forward to decorating their bathrooms in such a way where I will succeed in tricking them into taking a bath and brushing their teeth. Technology is already considered the enemy I will protect them from because I want the muscles of their imagination to take them on a journey as they make something out of nothing in our backyard. My mother always hand-made my Halloween costumes and birthday cakes and I believe its a more personal gift to give to your kids even if they may not realize it at the moment. Even though I know it will be stressing to take them to baseball practice or whatever it is they decide to do, I cannot wait to encourage them to always give it their all in everything they do because nothing ever worth having came easy and there are no shortcuts on the path to true happiness or success.