This has been on my mind quite a bit.
When was the last time I’ve done something for the first time? Well, I’m not at the beginning of my journey, but my journey isn’t finished yet. I’m sure there is plenty out there.
Maybe I’m wanting to race to the ocean shore? Love the beauty of the ocean.
We’ve never been vacationer’s. We will go 15 years without a week away. We’ll escape for weekends, but in the last 4 years, we haven’t gone anywhere for more than 2 days.
Maybe I’m thinking about the next win a work? I love my job.
Maybe I’m thinking about embracing the best version of myself? I’m about as me as I can be?
I surprised myself when I saw the Bee Keeper Barbie. The feelings it evoked reminded me, I still have a very girly, youthful side to me. Maybe I can embrace things I’ve lost?
There’s a lot that I still want to be.
I want to be beautiful…..Really wanted and desired by my husband. When he walks in the door and sees me, I want him to be so happy that he wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.
If we can be that couple who still holds hands and flirts for the next 25 years, that will be just fine. But I’d like a sex life that would be the thing of legend.
I want to be a great friend. When my gal pals reach out, and remind me what part I play in our dynamic, it’s empowering. I want to have great friends around me.
I want to be a great mom. My boys are grown, and we are developing a great new relationships. I want them to always want me around.
I want to be a great Wendy. Fierce, loving, creative, intelligent, and all things good.
I’d like to do things for the first time. New adventures await. My story isn’t done yet.