It's been a long time since I've had the itch or the motivation to try something new. Things have changed a lot in the past couple of months, and my life will never be the same. Still digesting that idea, but I'm coming around. Maybe the same is not the best? I've learned that life will continue to deliver new surprises every single day, and that's ok. I think now, I'm prepared to handle changes, big and small... I think. I think now I've been granted the very rare opportunity to search for a passion that is all my own. Not someone else's interest, but my own - whatever that may be. Time. Time is a problem. In my new found single life, I've become very busy with my friends and making new ones. I love the fact that I'm never "stuck" at home alone. If I'm home alone, it's because I want some quiet me time - or I'm feeling guilty for the lack of time I've been spending with Oliver. (more guilt than quiet time) So my home time almost always consists of a nice walk with the dog! He banks off human guilt! :)
Passion - back to that. I will find one, but where to start? There's a mountain bike gathering dust in my garage since Daisa hasnt come to pick it up... I might take that for a spin? If only I could find a way to make it work with the dog! I have a bad picture in my head of him seeing a cat and me becoming intimate with dirt. Maybe I better go at it alone for a while....
I'll keep thinking on this ... it's good to be back!
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Hi--I'm here via a link from Katrina's site.
ReplyDeleteAnd also? I've been *here,* where you are--at a crossroads that hadn't been on my map, wondering who I really was and what it was that would define my sense of me.
I was 35 years old before my passion smacked me in the forehead. You'll find yours. In the meantime, I look forward to reading more.