It’s Day 7 and here I’m is! The first week of the blog challenge is in the books and surprisingly, I’m still with it and I have YOU to thank for that. The response I have received from friends old and new and has been overwhelmingly positive and supportive and I want to express my gratitude for that. I’ve always had a lot to say but never thought anyone would care that much to hear it but you have all proven me wrong at a time when I badly needed the encouragement. So I say again, THANK YOU!
Today’s topic is one I think we have all considered; how does my actual life live up to what I used to dream about? One thing I have learned during my copious amounts of alone time is that as our context and consciousness changes so too does our perspective. The things we thought were so necessary for our happiness at 25 are comical to consider at 30 and five years is not a lot of time. Truth be told, the vision I had of my life 2 years ago looks nothing like what I want for my life today, well, professionally speaking, that is.
In my twenties, I thought I would be doing something awesome, traveling the world, speaking to large audiences, dressing fabulously and I have to say, I have done all of that throughout my life. I’m not as rich or famous as I thought I would be but hey, who is? I still can’t complain though; I run my own business and have a corner office of sorts (the corner of my couch which is my favorite place to work!) I’ve seen the Greek ruins, Roman ruins, and Buddhist shrines; I’ve shopped on Kärntnerstrasse, Las Ramblas, Champs-Élysées, and Fifth Avenue; I’ve driven fast cars and rolled with movie stars and it’s all been pretty cool but there is one aspect of my life that hasn’t turned out the way I had hoped and you already know what that is.
Aside from the obligatory big house and fat bank account, I also had dreams of a tall, handsome, loving husband and kids as well. He would be a lawyer or businessman who also loved to travel; our oldest child would have started kindergarten and piano lessons last month and the youngest would be just about out of the Terrible Twos. But alas, this is the part of my life that another degree or a better job cannot address thus I try to focus on living the life I do have rather than lamenting the one I don’t.
I have promised myself that no matter what, I would live a life of no regrets so when I come up on a good travel deal to Costa Rica, I take it. The job that has me on the road 6 months out of the year, sure. Learning how to DJ, why not? Taking up photography? Sounds good. An audition for a new game show on NBC? OK. When I do meet my
Idris husband and begin to put down roots and start a family, I intend to commit fully to that and for me that means not feeling like there were things I never accomplished or put on hold to do it. Because it hasn’t happened yet, I have been lucky to have the time to live my life this way and I do have a great life but I think the reason why is because I recognize that daydreaming is fun but living my actual life is better and that’s just what I’m trying to do.