• kaye bewley

Dreams do come true!

Updated: Oct 4, 2020

When I was a little girl, I wanted to be an architect. I don't know why. I just loved to draw and I loved to draw diagrams and plans of houses. Big houses. Houses with cinemas and massive libraries in them.

Dad said I was a dreamer and he was right. But you know what, although I never got to be an architect, I know for a fact that dreams do come true.

All the way through my life, I've thought of things that I really wanted, I'm talking 'desired with all my heart', and even though they may have taken a while to materialise, they did come about. Every time.

Everything I've ever asked for, with passion, has come to me.

  • Jobs - I threw myself on the floor one day because I was so sick of not being able to get a job where I didn't have to pay all those dratted bills that comes with, you know, living in a house. I cried and screamed and pleaded with God "Please, please, please, end this nightmare. I want to get a job where I don't have to see all these bills around me at every turn!" Two months later - I worked in a job with accommodation included in my contract.

  • Money - my gran always used to say to me, "Something will turn up! You'll see." And she was right. Everytime I've felt that I'm down to my last penny in the bank and an unexpected bill raises it's ugly head, I've turned away from it and said "I know God will provide me with the will and the way to settle this." And, within the time-frame needed (before the red letter came), extra funds would come from some unexpected source. Admittedly, I did complain "Why can't I get this extra money from somewhere even when I haven't got a bill to pay - something I could enjoy, something that would make a difference to my life?"

  • Homes - I've only ever once been homeless and had to resort to hostel accommodation. It wasn't very pleasant. It wasn't a pleasant period in my life. At the time, I felt that was all I deserved. I had done my boyfriend a darstedly deed (yes, me, not him) and I felt guilty and my emotions had been torn to shreds. But, every other occasion, I have always had a roof over my head. I've personally bought three houses and two flats in my time and each one, once sold, has given me an opportunity to begin life again with a clean slate.

  • Men - I don't beg for men to appear in my life. In fact, I'm quite happy with my own company but, there's always that odd occasion when it's nice to be able to share something intimate with someone else, a memory, an experience, a kiss, a tear, a hug... I remember, way back in the 1990s, after I had been living alone for a good few years, walking down the street towards my little flat and putting my 'order in' for the man of my dreams. I listed all the qualities I desired, how he would look, speak, work, and love. I felt a thrill surge through my heart like an electric buzz as I finished my list. Two months later I met a man through a writer's group on the internet. We met, fell in love and lived together.

When I think of the process I went through for willing my campervan in my life, it was along similar lines. I had two dreams that I wanted to have in my life.

  • to buy a campervan and,

  • then buy a plot of land - five acres preferably, but I’ll make do with three if I have to.

One more of my dreams has come true

I spent months looking for one that was right for me. I looked at many, discarded nearly all, fell in love with the images of one, loved the look of another... in the end, I sat down and visualised the van I wanted. There were a few priorities and I wasn't going to budge on them. It had to be:

  • Long-wheel base

  • High top

  • With a shower/toilet

  • A Renault Master

  • A stealth van

  • No more than 50,000 miles on the clock

  • At a price between £10k and £25k

I got the vast majority on that list. The only thing I didn't get was the mileage count. The van I have has almost 120k miles on the clock, but I've been assured that a diesel engine, and a Ford at that, will have many more miles available to it - almost twice that.

However, this doesn't alter the fact that I’ve still not been able to drain the water from it.

And it’s been sat there for over a week now. Probably draining the battery, as I know it has to be moved at some point. It can’t just stay there. Although, the lovely Jon did say that he had just put in a new battery, actually on the morning I bought it. I can’t find the receipt though. Wonder where that is. To be honest, I haven’t had much time to look for it anyway so it’s probably in the folder somewhere.

I don’t know why I don’t want to go out and see to it

I guess it's because I'm quite a private person (yet, I find myself writing articles for the world to read about my personal life) and, the trouble is, it’s on display for everyone.

The thing is, I don’t like opening the side door and revealing my little furnishing plan inside.

I’ve noticed that the fridge is more like a sandwich box than a, well, a fridge. Granted, it does have a freezer but that’s only going to hold a couple of cans of pop and even they're too fat for it. Not that I drink the stuff, but it looks like the only thing that will go into it.

Anyway, this isn’t getting my water sorted out.

I need to at least try

I know where the pipes are and I have now got a blue ‘food grade’ pipe to put the fresh water in. I also need to figure out how to drain the tanks into a convenient drain. And where the bloody drains are when you need them...

The thing is, I believe that if I can't handle this, then I won't be able to handle the land.

And, in a way, this is a test for me. If I can't handle this simple little (or vast) campervan, then I may as well get myself whole other dream. Because, I of all people, do know that dreams do most certainly come true!

Author’s Bio:

Kaye is a freelance publisher, author and certified psychotherapist with over three decades of experience. She is also a writer for various blogs about writing, publishing, travelling and health care.

Feel free to visit her site, where you can sign-up to follow her on Facebook, Twitter, Pinterest, LinkedIn and YouTube.

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