I’M AN ENDORPHIN JUNKIE.
I HATE THE COLD.
I LOVE FOOD AND I AM INCAPABLE OF DIETING.
I AM AN OBSESSIVE MAKER OF LISTS.
GARDENS FASCINATE ME.
I’m a sucker for new beginnings and changes in scenery. Which is why it is curious that I spent so many years chained to a desk in a career I was mildly interested in but never passionate about.
Luckily, 2013 kicked my ass (a failed software product, a friend diagnosed with Stage 4 cancer, children leaving the nest for faraway places, and other assorted wake-up calls). When my brilliant husband jokingly suggested that we leave it all behind and chase a long-held dream to travel the world, I pretended he was serious and immediately got busy closing down our lives in Leesburg, Virginia.
Crazy? Maybe. Now that I’ve closed the doors on my business, I should probably be worried about what I’m going to do for a living (I’m certainly not done with my working life). I freely admit to being anxious about that. A little. But whatever it is I’m supposed to do, I’m absolutely certain it won’t come to me while I’m sitting behind a desk doing something boring.
For now, I’m determined to do something I love, each and every day. I will stop making lists and learn to be still. And I will savor every moment of what could be — for any one of us — a last grand adventure.