So, here I am. Day 3 of my new adventure … homemaking and dabbling in farming. The process of leaving my career was not easy. It was harder than I even imagined it might be. Have you ever watched a kid stand at the end of a diving board…wanting to jump, but so scared you can almost see and feel their heart beating?? That was what I felt like. Often, when I was that kid, my brother (who is 10 years older and seemed fearless) would come along and call me “chicken.” Which would infuriate me. It would also make me push myself to do something I was scared to do. He finally outgrew calling me “chicken” but the “I’m gonna do it” attitude stuck with me. It was not always a trait that my parents delighted in when I was a teenager. However, I think it has served me pretty well as an adult. I don’t want to miss aspects of life just because I fear the outcome. Anyway, before I jumped, I told myself that I can always perfect asking, “You want fries with that?” before the road I’m on hits a brick wall. Life is full of options. Always.
I’ll keep you updated with this new venture. The good with the bad. The funny with the sad (hopefully not much of that).