Last year was a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad year. But I won’t go into that now.
Today is the start of a new year, and frankly, I’m amazed I escaped 2018 with a remnant of hope. Even more than that, I’m feeling a lot of anticipation for what’s to come. My head is full of revived dreams which have been dormant for too long. I’m so ready to bid 2018 adieu and welcome 2019 with open arms.
I’ve carried such a heavy burden of mental and emotional labor over the past 12 months, and it’s time to lay some things down. Let some things go. Create space for delight, rest, reflection and purpose. Get some things back in order and figure out what the heck I want to do with the rest of my life.
Yes, I admit that I’m 50 and still don’t have a clear direction. My focus has been on my kids for the past 20 years so I can give myself grace. I’m okay with the sacrifices I’ve made and there’s nothing to forgive. I have no regrets I can’t live with. But at the beginning of this new year, I’m ready to draw some new boundaries and widen my personal space.
So I got myself a new planner and set some goals. I’m working on specifics, but here are some things I want to change in my life:
* Be more financially stable
* Have the flexibility to travel
* Have a solid retirement plan
* Take time to explore old and new interests
* Pursue a new career
* Increase my income
* Have the means to generously give back
These are just a few that I need to bump up on my priority list. There are other areas I want to make changes in, like relationships and health and personal growth. But I’ve found that being in debt and living paycheck to paycheck can really limit your options in life. And I’m tired of being limited. How about you?
So that’s where I’m starting. Getting my finances in order. Taking control of my future. So I can live the life I dream of. Being free to explore and travel and give – when and where and how I want to.
And I want to share my journey here. With you. Because none of us are alone in this strange and difficult trip called life. We each have our own unique stories, but as we share them with each other, we realize we are more alike than different. And our experiences aren’t meant to be stored in our own personal library of life lessons but given away freely and generously so some can be spared a degree of struggle. Because life has enough struggles of its own.
So, welcome. I’m glad you’re here and our paths have crossed. I look forward to hearing some of your stories as I share mine with you!