Letter to my Friends

Well friends, I am about to embark on a new and wonderful adventure, those of you who I have been chatting with over the last couple of weeks, know what’s going on and several will be seeing me somewhere along the way… I am very excited about the next few weeks… Adventure and an opportunity to meet some of the most incredible people who have ever allowed me into their lives; we have shared the good and the not so good. You have been so supportive in what others have called insanity, and trusted that I am competent enough to pull it off. LOL I want to thank you for being here and believing in me.
So often we are frustrated when others tell us what we can’t do, and yet we are the first to put limits on ourselves…Have to ask myself how that works? We grow up, plug in, and remind ourselves that we have responsibilities. Each day our sense of adventure dies a slow and painful death, in the search for the security and peace of mind that comes with being sensible and safe. Then one day we wake up, look around, and realize that our reason for being safe and secure has left home. We have raised our children, worked hard for all we have, and remember what it was like to do something completely irresponsible, immature, unpredictable and FUN! Then we shake our heads, take our showers, brush our teeth, drink our coffee and shake off the tiny thrill that rose up in hope of having one last moment. The voice of reason reminds us that we are grown ups now, and those silly moments are behind us. We live our lives vicariously in front of the t.v., in a book, or through our children or grandchildren. Social events that no longer give us pleasure but we attend more out of habit than joy and the promise of a comfortable retirement.
Well I have a confession to make… I was never one who was ever happy or comfortable in a life of conformity. I managed to hold on to what most would consider respectability, worked hard, was a faithful and loving spouse, friend and good mother, making often difficult choices and my share of mistakes. Then one day I woke up… feeling like a ghost in my own life. That little voice inside reminding me who I once was; reminded me also that I have never done anything I regret, never done anything that was not worth the experience for better or worse… I lived and I learned. 
I am about to embark on the most wonderful of adventures… I hope I see you along the way!

Love and Light… Me