What is your dream?If someone asked you this question, what would you answer?
When I was a student, I wanted to ride a motorcycle in Australia or Africa. But I couldn't do it. I could just ride a moped a freeway in Hawaii. And I went to Pearl Harbor. (Now I think that it was so dangerous.)
The things is, dreams change depending
on my situation.
After I got
married, we had two sons. My feelings are changed by them.
My first dream is that
I can speak well. And when I finish to take care of
my sons, I want to buy a house, to
which I will be inviting foreign students.
My second dream is that my sons live in the other countries. My younger son will be living in North America. And my older son will be living in Australia. We will
move to those differen
coutries every four months - North
America, Australia and Japan. And finally I want to pass away in Japan.
When I pass away, I want to say "My life was the best."
After I posted this story on my blog, I talked
with my husband about it. My husband said "That is OK. You should do as you would like."
And my bloger friends encouraged me. "Go for it"