Saturday, January 7, 2017
adventures and life lessons of a super-woman: New year, new goals, new adventures....
adventures and life lessons of a super-woman: New year, new goals, new adventures....: Greetings readers, friends and family. Welcome to the New Year. I ended 2016 with several good friends, and lots of hugs and plenty of kis...
New year, new goals, new adventures....
Greetings readers, friends and family. Welcome to the New Year.
I ended 2016 with several good friends, and lots of hugs and plenty of kisses on the cheek, with some sent and received texts to the people I love that were not able to join me at midnight. If they couldn't be with my in body, at least they knew that in spirit, I was never far away.
I know it's very early in the year, but I just want to say, one week into 2017, and I'm off to an up and running start.
After a day with my niece painting, a busy week at work, starting some new things, including...well there's a surprise that we'll talk about in a bit.
The first thing I decided to do, before I sign up for any graphic design classes, was to start editing and revising my novel.
For those that aren't away, the novel that I so was so mysterious about, is about heroin addiction. It is told from the perspective of several loved ones who lost someone to addiction, including a daughter, and a mother, , a recovering addict, and an addict who overdosed and died.
While it's not something that I talk about often, I do believe that we let survivors and recovering addicts know that there is a wide range of emotion involved in the healing process. People like to hush it up when it happens, but maybe it's time we stop shushing people and start talking about it.
Aside from that, one of my new 2017 adventures is one that is sort of unexpected. I started a dance class.
When I saw the event on Facebook, believe me, I text several of my friends and tried to convince them to go with me, so that I didn't look like a fool going alone.
After several rejections, I decided, you know what...I'm just going to go and push myself out of my boundaries. Maybe I'll meet new people, maybe I'll make new friends, and importantly...maybe I'll have some damn fun.
You know what? I did. Enough fun that I'm actually planning to try and go back weekly. I doubt I ever get good enough for any sort of dancing with Ohio stars, or anything like that, but I will have fun.
Another new thing I did today, and I'm nervous about, but proud that I am at least making an attempt, and hopefully get approved.
I applied to be a guardian for Findlay Honor Flight, a program that takes Veterans to Washington D.C. to spend a day viewing their memorials. I have always wanted to apply, and finally made the decision to.
There's one catch, there is a $400 donation if I get approved. So, if I'm hitting people up for donations in a couple months, you'll know why.
Really, I think it would be an honor to spend a day participating in something bigger than myself, with a veteran, and helping him or her to see the memorials that exist soley because they gave up something in their lives.
You would think that would be it, but there's actually more, I got an invite to possibly go on a Mission trip to teach English in Haiti for a month. Now, I highly doubt that will be this year, or anytime soon, those funds are a lot harder to raise. But I was honored to be asked.
The same way I was honored to be asked to be a guest blogger on another site. Which....nope..that one is a surprise.
Next month a weekend Cleveland trip, planned with one of my best friends..and while we're there, I bet I find another castle that you guys didn't know about, and one I have neither photographed or blogged about before. I'm keeping you in suspense on that one.
But, if anyone has any recommendations for off the track restaurants or bars, feel free to pass those along.
So with all of this activity in the new year, all of these new plans, there are still emotions and thoughts that I deal with.
The other day, it dawned on me that inspite of one of my best friends getting married at Christmas, a friend letting his gf move in, and several Christmas engagements and relationship changes, before I had always thought I was being left behind by life.
Now though, with all of the exciting things that I'm taking the time and chances to do, I wonder if I'm not just better off.
I mean, before I was always sorta okay just being the single girl. I've had a ton of adventures that I really enjoy and probably wouldn't have gotten to have if I had been tied down to a guy who didn't like to travel, or like my randomness.
And now that I'm officially an empty-nester, well, I won't lie, there is a large part of me that truly misses my boys, having them home, under my roof. That part of me gets especially sad on the holidays when there was no one to make homemade cinnamon rolls for this year.
The rest of me, well, I'm doing surprisingly well. Between work, volunteering for the Reading For Life program, new things coming with the magazine, a couple of exciting trips that I'm trying so hard to get planned for the year, and now, some more writing projects and a new dance class, maybe empty nesting isn't that bad.
I miss my kids, but for the first time ever, I get to be completely selfish and think about what I need and what I want to do.
For someone that turns....yeah I'm still not hitting that next decade yet, but I still have big dreams and goals.
That's all for today everyone. I hope the new year treats you well, and I hope you chase every dream you have this year.
Until next time, go chase some castles.
I ended 2016 with several good friends, and lots of hugs and plenty of kisses on the cheek, with some sent and received texts to the people I love that were not able to join me at midnight. If they couldn't be with my in body, at least they knew that in spirit, I was never far away.
I know it's very early in the year, but I just want to say, one week into 2017, and I'm off to an up and running start.
After a day with my niece painting, a busy week at work, starting some new things, including...well there's a surprise that we'll talk about in a bit.
The first thing I decided to do, before I sign up for any graphic design classes, was to start editing and revising my novel.
For those that aren't away, the novel that I so was so mysterious about, is about heroin addiction. It is told from the perspective of several loved ones who lost someone to addiction, including a daughter, and a mother, , a recovering addict, and an addict who overdosed and died.
While it's not something that I talk about often, I do believe that we let survivors and recovering addicts know that there is a wide range of emotion involved in the healing process. People like to hush it up when it happens, but maybe it's time we stop shushing people and start talking about it.
Aside from that, one of my new 2017 adventures is one that is sort of unexpected. I started a dance class.
When I saw the event on Facebook, believe me, I text several of my friends and tried to convince them to go with me, so that I didn't look like a fool going alone.
After several rejections, I decided, you know what...I'm just going to go and push myself out of my boundaries. Maybe I'll meet new people, maybe I'll make new friends, and importantly...maybe I'll have some damn fun.
You know what? I did. Enough fun that I'm actually planning to try and go back weekly. I doubt I ever get good enough for any sort of dancing with Ohio stars, or anything like that, but I will have fun.
Another new thing I did today, and I'm nervous about, but proud that I am at least making an attempt, and hopefully get approved.
I applied to be a guardian for Findlay Honor Flight, a program that takes Veterans to Washington D.C. to spend a day viewing their memorials. I have always wanted to apply, and finally made the decision to.
There's one catch, there is a $400 donation if I get approved. So, if I'm hitting people up for donations in a couple months, you'll know why.
Really, I think it would be an honor to spend a day participating in something bigger than myself, with a veteran, and helping him or her to see the memorials that exist soley because they gave up something in their lives.
You would think that would be it, but there's actually more, I got an invite to possibly go on a Mission trip to teach English in Haiti for a month. Now, I highly doubt that will be this year, or anytime soon, those funds are a lot harder to raise. But I was honored to be asked.
The same way I was honored to be asked to be a guest blogger on another site. Which....nope..that one is a surprise.
Next month a weekend Cleveland trip, planned with one of my best friends..and while we're there, I bet I find another castle that you guys didn't know about, and one I have neither photographed or blogged about before. I'm keeping you in suspense on that one.
But, if anyone has any recommendations for off the track restaurants or bars, feel free to pass those along.
So with all of this activity in the new year, all of these new plans, there are still emotions and thoughts that I deal with.
The other day, it dawned on me that inspite of one of my best friends getting married at Christmas, a friend letting his gf move in, and several Christmas engagements and relationship changes, before I had always thought I was being left behind by life.
Now though, with all of the exciting things that I'm taking the time and chances to do, I wonder if I'm not just better off.
I mean, before I was always sorta okay just being the single girl. I've had a ton of adventures that I really enjoy and probably wouldn't have gotten to have if I had been tied down to a guy who didn't like to travel, or like my randomness.
And now that I'm officially an empty-nester, well, I won't lie, there is a large part of me that truly misses my boys, having them home, under my roof. That part of me gets especially sad on the holidays when there was no one to make homemade cinnamon rolls for this year.
The rest of me, well, I'm doing surprisingly well. Between work, volunteering for the Reading For Life program, new things coming with the magazine, a couple of exciting trips that I'm trying so hard to get planned for the year, and now, some more writing projects and a new dance class, maybe empty nesting isn't that bad.
I miss my kids, but for the first time ever, I get to be completely selfish and think about what I need and what I want to do.
For someone that turns....yeah I'm still not hitting that next decade yet, but I still have big dreams and goals.
That's all for today everyone. I hope the new year treats you well, and I hope you chase every dream you have this year.
Until next time, go chase some castles.
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