Buy The Ticket—Take The Ride

I am just an “Average Joe” on this great big planet we call home. My life is only paramount to the experiences I have cultivated. My world is small. At the center of it is the nucleus—. When I started blogging only 3 short years ago, I felt empowered; like I had an important message for women that needed to be heard. I still feel the latter as for me there is no better springboard from the nucleus than to empower others. Empower them to live their best, healthy life. But as I quickly saw with social media influencers on Instagram and the like, I found there are so many others out there clamoring for their voice to be heard also. And though I still felt empowered in my mission; I also felt very small. Little did I know that behind the scenes or maybe I did know, a part of me always thinks there is someone working for the greater good, a plan was being laid before me. A journey to which I had held in my dreams for so long, it was now time to take. And I started to feel, less small.

Dreams in all their glory are majestical creatures. They are free and they are mine & yours. I had never dreamed of starting a blog or writing a book. That dream manifested from the loss of my Mother. She had wanted to start a blog. I couldn’t imagine what my Mom’s blog would be about as beyond the Mother/Daughter relationship I often failed at looking at my Mom as a person. A very smart, educated woman with a lot to say that probably could have filled up numerous blogs. Her recipes alone, which sadly were never written down, could have filled numerous blogs as well. Sometimes it takes the loss of a person to realize their worth. Not a mistake I have made since. Most days on my walks I pray my Mom now knows how truly big she made me feel and how sorry I am that I should have done that for her as well. If I could go back and change that one thing in my lifetime and what I wouldn’t give to do so…

The quest to change what I still could started my dual dream journey forward. I started a blog to honor my Mom and all that she taught me. If any of you have followed my journey thus far you may know the “Woman” in Woman Market Ready is my Mom, Margie. That was my dedication to her. I now have the springboard and platform to honor her and oh how does that ever make me feel less small because she made me feel so big. Though it is my hands typing on the keys it is our dual collaboration that provides its contents.

The second part of the dual dream was to live near the ocean. That has always been my dream for as long as I can remember. There is something about the infinity of the ocean that brings life into perspective. My love for the ocean is also probably in tandem with my Mom’s as she took us to the sea as often as possible in childhood. There were so many reasons not to make the move at this point in life, but not one of them good enough to deter it. As for the aforementioned plan that had been laid out before me and as with all dreams, I believe, once they take heart; the way—the plan effortlessly manifests itself and the journey unfolds.

At the end of our days let us not look back on the things we didn’t do. The love we never expressed. The words left unsaid. Instead let us reach for the stars and let the journey be our reward. Let us open our hearts after heartbreak; after all what is a heart but one of the only muscles we can’t live without, same with Love. Most of all let us not look back on what could have been, if something doesn’t work out let us reflect upon the fact that we did it and when the chance is there let us know that we will always: Buy The Ticket—Take The Ride!

Your Choice!
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Kimberly

Author; Blogger; Self-Proclaimed “Woman” of all trades and Self-Proclaimed “Master” of some! AFAA Certified Group Aerobics Instructor since 1998; MA Licensed Real Estate Agent since 1995; former Certified Financial Counselor and Passionate Advocator of Financial Education for Women. Tech Geek; Home Cook & Most Importantly, Mother of 3, my #1 Reason for Living!!!

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