I had my second one this past July/August and its amazing how just spending time with your loved ones can make you re-examine and review your life and where you are going with it ….
After spending 18 days moving about Southern Ontario, visiting my Mom and fam, my Dad and fam, my Brother and all my wonderful, wonderful friends and now their young families, it is clear to me that what I may have thought about my life, even just 2 years ago, has now changed.
I want things I didn’t think I wanted and I want them NOW!
BUT I know I cannot make things happed just by snapping my fingers, and I’m totally fine with that.
However, I do know with clarity and certainty that want things now that I never thought I cared about before.
Let’s see how this all pans out, shall we?
After spending 18 days moving about Southern Ontario, visiting my Mom and fam, my Dad and fam, my Brother and all my wonderful, wonderful friends and now their young families, it is clear to me that what I may have thought about my life, even just 2 years ago, has now changed.
I want things I didn’t think I wanted and I want them NOW!
BUT I know I cannot make things happed just by snapping my fingers, and I’m totally fine with that.
However, I do know with clarity and certainty that want things now that I never thought I cared about before.
Let’s see how this all pans out, shall we?
2 comments:
Yes! Several. There isn't going to be only one as you travel through life. I remember after my dad died. I was separated and the kids were off on lives of their own. I went to Scotland with my brother and my mother and basked in an old fashioned holiday of visiting my mother's birthplace. I thought about how she lived in London through the great war and the bombing. She left her family behind to start a new life in Canada. She had her children with no friend, sibling or family in sight. They lived with my grandmother (that would have been a treat!) until they could afford their first house. Her father died when we were little and there wasn't enough money to go home for the funeral. The same happened with her mother. She worked, raised kids and had a good life. It was when I looked at the outdoor toilet of the house she grew up in in the Pentlands that I realized I had a good father, a good life, great kids and I had no reason whatsoever to be down. My brother took a picture of me in front of a small village called Fearnamore and that became my new motto!
:) Hooray for awesome vacays :)
For me, it was Paris. But you already knew that ;)
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