My Delicious Autumn

I just thought I would post a note describing how I have arrived here.

To begin with, I am a habitual list maker. I have spent hours making lists of things I need to do, want to do, and even lists of lists I need to make. In fact, for many years I spent more time making lists and thinking and reading about things I wanted to do than I did actually doing anything. I am a dreamer, not a risk taker. A few years ago (as happens to many people) I noticed that my youth was slowly, and then not so slowly slipping away. More and more responsibilities were placed upon me as I purchased a home, got married and had four children. I soon realized that many of the things on my lists would never become reality. This scared me. Life became normal...boring.

So, at thirty, my husband and I decided to move forward. I wanted to be a doer, not just a dreamer. The transition is ongoing and difficult. But...rewarding.

Six years ago, we decided to put aside what we should do and what we thought was expected of us and follow our dreams... whatever they may be. My husband quit work and went back to school to get his Bach. of fine arts. I followed shortly after working on a degree in english. (correspondence part time ~ somebody needs to watch the kids!) When his degree was completed (mine is still ongoing), we decided to take another big step. We both love the ocean and on a short trip to Canada's east coast a decade earlier I had fallen in love with the eastern landscape. So, he applied to graduate school in Nova Scotia and we were soon driving across the country with our family.

The scary part was I made no list...no plans...no reservations (A big step for a former travel agent)!!! I loved it. Everyday was an adventure and we had an amazing time exploring our country!

I learned that summer that doing is a LOT more fun than dreaming...than list making.

The adventure continues...graduation with an MFA approaches for my husband... new classes have been signed up for and are in the mail for me...a blog is started to allow me to write while I live...