Today is my 50th birthday and the first day of a new way of doing life.
For two decades. I’ve been raising kids (and if I’m honest, a husband). As all the women I know, I set my dreams aside to make space for those of everyone else.
I don’t have regrets. I’ve lived a good life and I’m proud of the three cool kids who call me ‘mom’ (or bruh).
But, as a new decade begins, and the 4 rolls to a 5, I have an immense calling to return to self.
On my 49th birthday, and after a really difficult period of life’s messes, I made a decision that will change the trajectory of my life. On that day, as I reflected back over the years, I realized how far I’d slipped away from a part of me that I really missed. I recognized that if I’m to ‘live my best life’, it was time to make adjustments and listen to that little adventurer that sat silent for so long.
With that, the dream to dream again was born.
One dream I’ve always had was to be a writer. I want to share my stories and perspectives. I’ve almost started before, but that little gremlin that takes up valuable space in my head would ask ‘who would want to read it, what do I have to share?’ and then I’d change my mind and not follow through.
I’m 50, and I have no fux. My words can be read or left unread, that’s not what matters. What matters is that I am writing, and by doing so, I am fulfilling a dream I’ve had for over two decades!
This is my blog. My first step to honouring and shining light on my little adventurer.
As I step into today and each day that follows, I intend to be open to the little curiosities and to provide space for them to live and grow.
I have another dream to share, one that has moved to the planning stage and I am so friggin’ excited!
I’m saving that for my next page, so you’ll have to come back.
For now, thank you for being here. I love you and I can’t wait to share more with you.
Chasing Dreams 