I have discovered that I am turning away from some of my dreams of the “good life.” My outlook has changed somehow, and the distance between me and my goals increased while I wasn’t looking.
It wasn’t that long ago when I could see my family and me enjoying a second home. I was close to taking flying lessons. We would have a nice sailboat with which to cruise around on the weekends. All of that seemed doable.
Here I am today, mostly the same person I was a few years ago but a part of me is entirely different. Its not that I don’t still want those things – they’ve just been moved lower down my list. I suppose becoming a parent does that to you, in a sneaky way. I couldn’t have predicted back in May of last year how my priorities would have changed. And yet they have.
One belief I take to heart is “you hit what you’re aiming for.” Perhaps my sights have slipped when Hallie came along. Perhaps they would’ve, anyway. I have decided to adjust my aim so that my target – the “good life” I’ve always seen myself living – is again there for the taking.