I’ve always really appreciated that phrase. It goes right along with my personal mantra. “Life is a journey, not a destination”. There is no end goal to my life. I’ve got a lot of little goals, though.
Sometimes when I compare my life to the lives of others (don’t do this!) I think that my path has been significantly harder than theirs. Maybe it hasn’t though. Maybe my life just has more lessons in it.
If you think of this journey as a class room, the people with a so-called “bird” class don’t really get as much out of their studies as those in a class where the teacher challenges them. Constantly outperforming my own personal best is what makes me who I am.
I started this blog a little more than one year ago thinking that I had all my ducks in a row to really “get somewhere”. Silly Me. There is no “somewhere” there’s only learning, trying, doing.
Many of my lifelong dreams are looking impossible these days, and it’s extremely difficult to imagine a future without them. I have to constantly remind myself that just because one aspect of my life fails does not mean that all other aspects of my life will not pan out.
I am going through a separation. It is horrible and hard and lonely. It’s wonderfully freeing and terrifying all at the same time. It has also made me question and worry over a lot of my life’s dreams.
I do not need a list of things that I know are gone from my life, or a list of all the reasons I’m making this transition. Life is constantly moving, shifting, changing. There is NOTHING that I cannot do or have or become in the future.
I will find my place of happiness. No matter what I have to go through to get there.