This has been plaguing my mind for days.
I had a dream that I was told I only had 24hrs to live, it was quite realistic in the sense that life was exactly how it is now, same age, same home, same point in time.
In said dream, I said to DH on my deathbed, that I love him and the kids and they are my greatest achievement.. however I am absolutely gutted that I spent my life trying to avoid getting in debt, being frugal, not being able to afford anything of any real luxury. We never took the kids abroad, we never took them camping, we’ve never done Lapland or similar because we couldn’t really afford it. I never had a ‘nice’ car that I really loved, we never spent money on the house or the garden to really make it a home. - there was quite a bit 🤣
and I’ve woke up feeling very ‘fuck it’ about life and that we should just be doing things, going places, having experiences and having nice things.. because life really is short and money is a man made concept that’s stopping us living a life we can look back on and say yeah, that was pretty good. At the moment I feel like I’m going to get to the end of my life and say ‘I really wish I’d…”
does anyone else feel like that?! Obviously we can’t just go and get into debt. But I do feel sad about it 🤣