I’ve been goal oriented, type A, for as long as I can remember. I was going to change the world, or at least be in the forefront.
It hasn’t happened. After too many decades, I see still abounding: poverty, injustice, political deceitful quagmires, broken relationships, declining education, mental illness, family dysfunction, etc.
It’s become time for a dose of reality, a re-thinking and re-adjustment of my aspirations and dreams. I’ll share a few with you.
– get piano skills back up to concert level, becomes, enjoy easier pieces, ones that still transport me out of cognition to other realms
– ditch my guitar for a simpler ukulele (at least that is what I am aiming for)
– read more light hearted books
– find new hobbies that compliment my vision issues
While still holding on to my dream of illustrating and publishing my children’s stories, I’ve given up, or at least put on hold finishing the novel/book of my life. In its place, I’ve started another blog.
I’m sharing short vignettes of caring for my Mother. What I thought would be a few months morphed into five years. I’ve had a couple years to recover and ponder those emotional events. My purpose in relating these challenging, demanding situations and relationships is to encourage others caring for difficult parents. 5GoldenYears
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