It isn’t easy being free. It comes with the responsibility of choice. A million times over I dreamed about freedom to do whatever I set my mind to do with very little limiting me. Now I have it. My husband is the most supportive guy in the world. We have no children and I’m not working a “real” job right now.
I know what you’re probably thinking - why don’t I “just do it?” This is a chance of a lifetime to go jump a plane to anywhere – and the Sheryl Crow in me wants to. I’ve even got my husband encouraging me to travel around to write articles and make videos about what I experience out there in yet-to-be-chartered areas of the unknown. It seems to me he’s making it way too easy for me (just between you and me, he doesn’t REALLY want me to go). Given my personality, if he forbade it, I’d be in Tahiti now writing this with a coconut and a straw in one hand and typing with the other.
So, I’ve decided if it’s ever going to have a chance of happening, I’ve got to call his bluff. Maybe that’s what it’s going to take for me to pack up and take off on that adventure; but if not, I’ve got plenty of adventures waiting for me right here in my own backyard. And I hope to share a few of them (along with a dull day now and then just to keep you guessing) with those of you who can relate to me, which I’m not-so-secretly fearing is nobody.
This is when an imagination comes in handy. I’ll imagine that someone is interested in what I think and experience and you’ll imagine that I’m a talented writer who can transport you to an other-worldly planet where no one has ever gone before; today, for me, that would be Tahiti with a coconut and a straw. What about you?