In my dreams I'm married to an incredible man. He's tall, dark, and handsome. He's strong, inside and out. He's gentle and sincere and romantic. He serves others without question and loves without end. He's patient, he's kind. He likes to play with children, especially our own. He's a leader and an example of the believers to all those that he is around. He shows emotion and is not afraid or ashamed to cry. He communicates with me and is willing to work through disagreements. He is a hard worker and puts his family first. He has a great relationship with God, he trusts in Him completely and magnifies his priesthood.
In my dreams, I'm a momma. I stay at home with several children, each a precious spirit entrusted to my care. I love, teach, and take care of each one and help them see their divine potential as sons & daughters of a loving Heavenly Father. I serve them selflessly. I make the meals, clean the house, do the laundry, and find time to play and help with homework. I teach by example and encourage, support, and offer advice.
In my deams, I see wrestling matches, make believe stories, baby dolls, and tree houses. I see chocolate smeared grinning faces, messy hair, snotty noses, and mud covered clothes. I see baking cookies, bedtime stories, and snuggling during movies. I see crawling into bed with mommy and daddy after a bad dream. I see music recitals, sports games, and 4-H. I see young men and young women, first dances and prom dates. I see makeup, dresses, late night talks, chick flicks and eating ice cream out of the carton. I see basketballs, pickup trucks, campouts, video games, stinky shoes, and lots and lots of food being consumed. I see missionaries, Elders and Sisters, representatives of Jesus Christ.
In my dreams I see a cute happy house where love is felt and where the Spirit abides. I see a tire swing  in the backyard, a white picket fence and flowers blooming all around. I see a beautiful sunset and a night on the trampoline under the stars. I see a truck and four wheelers beckoning adventure. I see cows and dogs and tall green grass. I see water fights and picnics, sledding and hot chocolate. I see a large kitchen where I can cook and bake to my hearts content. I see bright vibrant colors on the wall and pictures of the Savior.
In my dreams, I see an eternal family, sealed in the temple of our God. I see generations and generations, tied together forever. I see love and joy and happiness. Trials too, but I see the faith required to overcome those trials. Yes, in my dreams I see the best things that a man or woman could acquire. Not elaborate designs, brand name clothing, the newest car, the latest best technology, fame or fortune. Not any sort of worldly gain. But in my dreams, I see clearly the people and little moments that matter most through the eternities, in this life and the next.