Have you ever had a dream that felt so vivid, so persistent, that you just knew—somehow, someday—you’d make it happen?

I didn’t know how or even why at first. But I had a dream. A dream of owning a piece of land on the island of Aegina. I had been visiting the island almost every summer, and something about it always felt like home. Back in my 30s, I made a quiet promise to myself:

“In my 40s, I will have a house here. My house. My DreamHouse.”

And now, here I am—writing this from that very place. Against all odds, and with no clear roadmap, I managed to turn that dream into reality. I can’t say for sure if it was the universe conspiring in my favor, or just sheer determination (maybe both), but it happened.

So if you’re holding onto a dream—no matter how distant or impossible it may seem—hold on tighter. Because dreams do come true. I’m living proof of that, right here on this beautiful island.

Welcome to my DreamHouse in Aegina. 💙