As we grow and change, so do our dreams. As a child, all I wanted was to grow up. As a teenager, I wanted to be a law librarian. Yikes! That one scares me! As a young woman I yearned to find the love of my life, live on a small farm, and have lots of babies. None of these came true.
As I look back on what I dreamt of and what I lived is bittersweet. I did marry, had one child, and worked for 46 years as an educator. I loved being a parent. I loved being a teacher. I lived a fulfilling life. In 2016, my husband of 45 years passed away suddenly. My dreams of retirement and travel were put on hold.
Today, I am remarried and yes, I am enjoying travel. However, I have a new sets of dreams and goals. I am focusing on health and wellness since without that, anything else becomes a struggle. I am enjoying time spent at the gym, I value time spent planning for clean eating, I find joy in journaling.
My journal is filled with photos and notes about tiny moments that have sparked joy…a mama and baby deer stopping by for a rest, baby armadillos scampering through my woods, the baby foxes playing in the yard, even an unusual mushroom that catches my eye.
I am slowing down and while I still spend time looking inward and reflecting, I find myself looking out and the beauty that is around me. I realize that I don’t need to travel far to find the things that make me smile.
HAPPY DREAMING!
Chalk Dust and Dreams 