Journey to Happiness

There are so many things that make me happy.  My husband. Family. Food. Laughter. Yoga. Pictures. Friends. 

Yet, I will honestly say that I feel like there is a big thing missing from my life, that would bring me an abundant amount of happiness.  {And no, kids haven't even crossed my mind}.   Its a dream that lives deep down in my heart, that with age hasn't gone away.  Instead, its gotten louder, with things that I feel like are "pointing" me in that direction. 

But yet... my thought was, what am I willing to give up to be happy?  

I know of two options to make my dream come true.  One is the best way of doing it, without worries really popping into my head and feeling like it would be okay.  The second option is the less desirable one, with me wondering how it would all work.  Yet, both means lead to the same ending... so does it matter which option I take? 

I don't know how much I am willing to give up to get to my dreams.  I guess I'll find out when I get there.