Some people know what they want to do from a young age. I never really knew. I knew at different points in my life what I wanted to do *then*. I wanted to go to Parkland, our community college. Then I wanted to marry Tom Tracy. Then after 7 years of marriage (and completing Tom’s list of things to do before having kids) I wanted to have kids and stay home with them. And now it’s been 17 years. I was doing what I wanted and it was great.
Then Tom died.
Then there were months of mourning and everything that goes with it.
And that is when I decided what I wanted to do next.
I want to do THIS! I finally know what it feels like to wake up and want to *work*. I want to read books about grief, healing, self improvement, and reflection and then I want to pass along my experiences to you. I want to feel all of the terrible feelings that come with grief, work through them and tell you about it. I want to experience all of the good feelings that come along with grief and tell you about it. Your experience is 100% different, but it may be helpful to know how someone else made it through. Maybe knowing that they made it through at all is what you need to hear.
Anyway, I want to be doing this. I feel inspired in ways I’ve never been inspired before. I think because, life got SO low that now with climbing out of the dark, each tiny step up is a huge success. And that makes me more grateful than I have ever been.
To be stepping up out of the dark.
(Now I’m thinking of that Gloria Estefan song “Coming Out Of The Dark”. I think it might apply here.)
