As you can see there’s no Family Fridays this week…obviously.
Yes, I know you are devastated, but Carli at Livin’ the Mom Life and I have both had a bunch of ‘stuff’ going on. And by ‘stuff’ I mean life. And by life, I mean kids. Sick kids.
Instead, today you get a peek into what my brain has been pondering all week. Scary I know. Sometimes I don’t even want to peek at what’s in my brain.
But, here it is: What holds you back?
What brought on this pondering was an ongoing discussion my husband and I have been having about my homesteading dream and his cabin dream.
I rrrreeeeaaaaallllllyyyyy want to homestead. My idea of homesteading is like what my dad would call, “those damn back to the landers” of the 70s. Off-grid acreage (although I need some electricity for my cell phone and wi-fi. I’m not a total heathen.), natural living, and leaving as small of a footprint as possible. I want to learn the skills that people of years past had.
My husband dreams of a cabin on a wooded acreage where he can hunt, where he can feel like he’s on vacation every day, where he can relax and be able to do the things he loves.
We both yearn for a simpler life. One that isn’t complicated by noise, smog, traffic, and if I’m completely honest, people. With Big Daddy having worked in retail for the last several years, he’s had his fill and it’s no small secret that the older I get, the less thrilled I am to be in a room with greater than like, 10 people. Unless it’s a wedding reception where the beer is free, but that’s a story for another time.
We both want the porch and rocking chairs and the view to take in with our morning coffee.
So what are we letting hold us back?
It’s a valid question, and one that has been weighing on my mind since I saw this:
I’ve seen things like this before, and I’m not sure why this one made me think more than the others. Maybe, like I said in this post, it’s because I realize that at my age, I’m likely at the beginning of middle age. Not to mention, the clock seems to be ticking faster and faster as time goes on.
Why don’t we move forward with our dreams?
We find excuses in everything. It wouldn’t be fair to move the kids again. (Which is ridiculous. They’d love to move.) We have to wait for the right time. (Is there ever a right time?) We need to make sure there’s enough money. (There’s enough.) We won’t be able to afford it. (If we choose correctly, we’ll easily be able to afford it.) What about jobs? (Actually, this one is valid, but there are jobs available where we were looking.) What if…what about…
Can anyone else relate? How do you approach your BIG dreams to make sure they come true?