I've been many things in my 55-year-old life.
A daughter, a sister, a granddaughter, a niece, a cousin.
A friend. A neighbor.
A high school drill team co-captain, an amusement park ride operator, a college graduate, a newspaper reporter/editor/columnist/owner; a freelance writer.
A wife, a mother, an aunt, a daughter-in-law, a sister-in-law.
A baker, a church secretary, a dental hygienist (just for one day), a hardware store clerk, a grocery store cashier.
A political activist.
A Presbyterian, a Unitarian, a Methodist pastor's wife, and a Buddhist wanna-be.
A Young Republican, a middle-aged Independent, and currently, a bleeding heart Liberal.
A telemarketer, a customer service rep, a purchasing coordinator, and most recently, a waybill processor.
Yes, I've worn many hats, as they say.
And a few days from now, I shall add a new hat to my life's collection...
|My new hat!|
Eastbound and down for a couple of months! Visiting friends! Seeing some sights! Working some political/marketing gigs!
Pursuing my passion...Writing!
Basically, breaking away from the daily routine for a bit, flying by the seat of my past-middle-age pants.
Channeling my inner Thelma and Louise without driving off a cliff!
And bless their hearts, the fam is all for it. Heck, they were shocked I actually came back from my Cincy vacay in July...as were most of my friends and co-workers.
At 55 (almost 56), leaping and not worrying if the net will appear, just determined to go toe-to-toe in mid-air with The Great Unknown! Embracing uncertainty for the first time in my life!
Or, as one of my favorite comedians once said: