Good things come to those who wait. Whether you're patient or not. It's been a few months since we started our new adventure. Or, at least the idea of a new adventure. We're closer and closer every day. Not too much longer now.
The destination and purpose have stayed the same, but the specifics have changed. We are learning to be more patient with red-tape and waiting. But the red-tape and waiting never seem to end.
My daughter turned 18, graduates in 2 weeks....then is moving on with her life. It's bitter sweet to see her go, so sad to lose her....yet so proud to see her take her steps as an adult. Starting her new life will be scary, but exciting. Much like bringing her into this crazy world was to begin with.
All this change happening at the same time is good for me. Good for my soul. Good for my heart. I'm eager to move forward, but taking the time to acknowledge what I will miss and leave behind. You can't gain anything without losing something. At the very least....time.
Upward and onward. Any second now........
Deliver Me
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
A New Adventure
I'm ready for the next adventure in my life. It's time. If the universe, god, Buddha, or any other "force" truly exists..........it is pushing me in a whole new direction in my life. Every day for the last month something has happened that has shown me I am making the right move. It just feels right.
Seeing the empty boxes in our living room makes me thrilled and excited. I want them filled. I want to pull everything off of the walls, dump everything from our drawers and go. I want to see empty walls and hear my voice echo in the cleared rooms.
We are moving. We are moving to a very small town. I'm leaving what I have known for 10 years. I am leaving a career I have been good at, loved and become successful at. I'm leaving a nice salary. I am entering the world of the unknown.
Maybe people think I'm crazy. Maybe some think I don't know what I'm doing. Why would I walk away from my 401K, health insurance, bonuses and my title? Why would I leave this big / beautiful home and the suburbs for a small house out in the country?
It's simple, really. I choose happiness and freedom. I choose the life I want with my Wendy Sue. I choose quiet mornings and simple evenings. I want my stress to leave me. I want my world to slow down. Being a slave to the corporate world no longer fulfills me.
My whole world has changed because of my Wendy Sue. From our first kiss, my life has been one adventure after the next. She has shown me the way.........
Seeing the empty boxes in our living room makes me thrilled and excited. I want them filled. I want to pull everything off of the walls, dump everything from our drawers and go. I want to see empty walls and hear my voice echo in the cleared rooms.
We are moving. We are moving to a very small town. I'm leaving what I have known for 10 years. I am leaving a career I have been good at, loved and become successful at. I'm leaving a nice salary. I am entering the world of the unknown.
Maybe people think I'm crazy. Maybe some think I don't know what I'm doing. Why would I walk away from my 401K, health insurance, bonuses and my title? Why would I leave this big / beautiful home and the suburbs for a small house out in the country?
It's simple, really. I choose happiness and freedom. I choose the life I want with my Wendy Sue. I choose quiet mornings and simple evenings. I want my stress to leave me. I want my world to slow down. Being a slave to the corporate world no longer fulfills me.
My whole world has changed because of my Wendy Sue. From our first kiss, my life has been one adventure after the next. She has shown me the way.........
Monday, January 17, 2011
What's the purpose?
I started blogging "Mommy Dearest" but found that while I love whining and complaining about these kids, there is much much more for me to whine and complain about! Additionally, I think that maybe my wife is sick and tired of my tirades and now I should share...........with all 2 people who will eventually follow me!
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