My Journey starts here for all intent and purposes. I am digging deep, looking in the mirror, facing my demons, my past, my fears for the first time in years. I am opening myself up, vulnerable to the world, but now open to what comes next.
I have always protected myself, with not following through. Why? Failure was not because of me. Somehow, it was outside forces, not the right time, not enough time, kids should be a little bit older. It was better to stay in the safe world, get a job, collect a check, get my health benefits. Only when I had the strength of my husband, did I move from my comfort zone. I am writing this because I fear I am not alone with this. My journey thus far was necessary as it was the only way to bring me here, right now. If I can help one other person today, I will accomplish reaching out of myself, thinking only of myself and whats in it for me.
I was raised in an upper middle class family, always close to my family. My parents are loving, honest, strong, with excellent work ethics. They are humble to a fault, not deserving of the best. It makes them uncomfortable. But their drive, determination and love for their children is undeniable. We thought small, we kept safe, isolated, anything new, different was feared. As the siblings grew up, so did our geographical zone. One took on the world without fear, going ceaselessly for what he wanted. Another, stayed close going for his dreams in another way, a simpler way, a kind way.
My turn next...my husband says to me that when he met me, he came to a tipping point in his life. He saw the bus, he had a choice to let it pass by or to jump on the bus. He was that bus for me. Hang on!
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