Time Will Pass Anyway

There was a time when I had my whole life strategically planned out.  Get married young, have four kids spaced exactly two years apart by the age of 28, live in suburbia, drive a black Tahoe, all while jet-setting around the world as a motivational speaker to high school kids, making a difference, and (of course) a small fortune. 

Clearly, I was delusional…

The black Tahoe has come and gone, but everything else has sort of molded itself into a different picture for my life.  Somewhere along the way, some things changed.  I am not sure where, or how, or why… but they did.  I became less of a dreamer.  And while the utopia I had created for my future as my 16-year-old-optimistic-self was a bit extreme, at least I was dreaming. 

Confession.  Lately, I have become increasingly aware that at some point I gave up on many of my dreams.  I thought that some of them could not be blended together.  I thought that maybe some were not possible.  I thought it might not be worth the effort.  Bottom line—I thought wrong. 

Today, I am almost 29 years old (God, help me…) and for the first time in my life, I am choosing to NOT look at that number as being quite so antiquated.  I am committed to the idea that the best years are ahead of me.  I am confident that there is something bigger for me out there.  The possibilities are endless.  And so, I don’t know where I might go, or how I might get there, or what it might consist of… but I will keep on dreaming. 

Earl Nightingale said it best, “Never give up on a dream just because of the time it will take to accomplish it.  The time will pass anyway.” 

Time may be passing.  But y’all, I’ve got a lot of chapters left to write…

 

[Update:  I have NEVER had this much trouble posting to my website.  Someone must REALLY need to hear this.  Keep dreaming!]