Yes. Seriously. And here is why...
I may be 51, but I just figured out I can have more.
I may be middle aged, but I just figured out the only thing standing in the way of me having more time freedom and a self designed second half of my life is me.
The discovery of this has been exciting, and frankly a little terrifying, but the more I think about it, and take steps toward it, the more the scales tip in favor of throwing the old rule book far far out of a very high window. I am ripping it apart and stomping on it. Doing the happy dance on it. I don't think I need it anymore. You see, I have decided to live the life I have imagined for myself. Even better, I have figured out that if I continue to work smart, and transition that ethic to a differing profession, I can do exactly that. And not in 40 years, but in 2 or 3. And, if abandoning convention and going out on a limb for the sweetest fruit makes you uncomfortable, then you do not have to do it. Me, I'm going for the platinum (not brass) ring. I'm climbing to the summit, sometimes sprinting, sometimes plodding, but always moving up. The only real change I can see is that now, I am willing to be uncomfortable. In fact, I hope to even become good at it. I have always been a conventional girl, so for me, embracing the uncomfortable is a lesson I need to learn. It is the lesson that will pave the way for me to live my dream, even if the scenes in that dream are still being defined. I'm still scared, but in the best way possible. And for better or worse, I am filled with a fire that is driving me to change, to go for it, to never quit, to flip off adversity and then buy it lunch. I am taking the gloves off and taking the dare. I'm going to take you with me as I blog along the way. But for today, in honor of my ballsy declaration, there is only one word that will suffice...whoop!
Peace and Abundance,