I promised myself I wouldn't whine about the snow again today. It started snowing yesterday afternoon, continued thru the night and is still coming down at 9 am. And it's April 23.
That kind of sounded like whining, didn't it? Ok, so my whining reminds me of a quote I read recently:
"I always wonder why birds stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on Earth. Then I ask myself the same question."
As much as I yearn to live near the big blue ocean
and aspire to live that quote ~ and I do in my head ~ in real life it's not practical. Gah. I hate being practical.
The mister and I have jobs, we have a home, we have four-legged people with fur, we have elderly parents ~ all of whom depend on us to be there when they need us. We have responsibilities.
I'm the lucky one who can do what I do from anywhere in the country. And although the mister can access clients from anywhere in the country, he also needs to be available to be on site physically when needed.
I am realizing that at almost 60 some of my dreams may have to remain just that ~ dreams. My days of changing things in my life every three or four years are gone. We know now that - providing we are fortunate to stay in good health - we have about 15+ years to work like hell and bank it. We are the type of people who will never "retire" because we love what we do. But someday it will be nice to slow the pace a bit; take a little more time off to spend near my beloved oceans.
So I had a bit of an epiphany this morning. The quote "Bloom where you are planted" is so cliche and a bit saccharin for my taste but it's kind of where I'm at.
And I could be in worse places. Denver is a cool city
We are a short drive from the gorgeous mountains I moved here for 39 years ago
And at the end of my street I have space to wander
I'm a two hour flight from the Pacific I love
So for the next few years we will feather our nest and make our home completely ours, exactly how we want it. (Finally)
We will make a concerted effort to balance work and play more
And remember that life can change in a heartbeat. And when you make plans, God laughs. And everything I just wrote could be irrelevant tomorrow.
See? I still thrive on change. Gah.