What are your wildest dreams?

Over the weekend, I saw this photo from Jordan Ferney of Oh Happy Day on Instagram, and along with it was the following caption:

Speaking of New Years Resolutions... about 10 years ago I made this list of goals and taped it to my fridge. I guess we can finally check the last one off our list. Expecting a baby girl in June.

I cannot stop thinking about it. TEN YEARS AGO! She created these goals ten years ago and did not give up on them. It's so easy to think that other people somehow achieve their goals quickly, but really, big goals take time. As long as we're at it, let's just look quickly at the other two items on the list. I know that Jordan and her family were living in Paris when we moved into our apartment in Kieselgasse. That was 2011, so if this list is really ten years old, the first achievement took a full five or six years to come to fruition. I also know, from reading her blog, that they bought their house in San Francisco spring 2013, seven years after the original goal. And now, the third baby (a girl!) is coming along ten years later. 

Isn't it just awe inspiring? 

Maybe it's not for you. After all, this is hardly profound. In the theoretical sense, I have always known that big dreams and big goals take a lot of time. But somehow, seeing it presented like this, I had a total gong moment. It kind of made my head explode in the best possible way. And it's really got me thinking about the goals I want to set this year, and about my wildest dreams that I want to write down, hold close to my heart and keep at the front of my mind, regardless of when they happen, because they are what matter to me.

I never thought I'd say this, but I'm so grateful now for the hell we went through last year. That living nightmare made us stop and ask ourselves, "What really matters to us? What kind of life do we want to spend our time, energy and money creating?" We are forever changed. J and I are no longer the naive, impatient people we were going into that experience. It turns out that wasn't actually a career path we wanted to be on anyway and now we are heading in a completely new direction in life. 

Ten years is 3,652 days. After Coco's ballet class this afternoon, I'm taking her and Theo to the paint store to pick up some paint chips. Tonight, after they're sleeping in their beds, I'm going to sit down with a hot cup of tea and make two paint chip cards. One with my goals for 2016 and one for my wildest dreams that I would happily invest the next 3,652 days making come true.

Do you write down your goals in life? Do you believe in your wildest dreams?