I’m going to take a little trip down memory lane in this post. Life is constantly changing and while I super excited and inspired by the changes currently taking place, I think it’s good to remember where you have been.
30 years ago my family and I moved to a small town in Iowa. 26 years ago we moved into this house. This house is beautiful inside and out. Though she needs a bit of work in this particular picture.
I “grew up” in this house. I say that even though we moved there either my freshman or sophomore year of high school. It went through my teenage years with me. And those were some years. As I walked through the house one last time I was flooded with memories.
The attic. It was much nicer back in the day when it was my room. If those walls could talk.
I was blessed to have my best friend live next door to me for a while. I used to sit on this window seat and she’d sit on her couch by the window and we’d talk on the phone.
Then there is this beautiful staircase where many a family picture was taken. I remember putting my wedding dress on and walking down to show my family. The archway that welcomed so many as they walked in our front door. The room where I had my first kiss with the man I would end up marrying.
And the last picture I have for you. The kitchen that Adam and I remolded a bit together. Again, as in my other posts more Adam than me. But I did chip off all of the plaster covering the brick wall. I love exposed brick.
Why am I sharing this walk down memory lane with you? Well about a 3 months ago my parents sold this house. And it got me thinking about the past, the future, change and living your dreams.
They have always been adventurous, my parents. My dad maybe more so then my mom. Though, in spite of dealing with anxiety/depression issues due to a genetic disorder she is a carrier of, she has always been up for whatever adventure he could dream up. She may want to let her fear and anxiety keep her from these adventures but she doesn’t. She puts her trust in God and goes. My dad has always had a dream of living in the Bitterroot Valley of Montana and so at 77 and 72 they are working at making this dream come true and that inspires me.
What dreams have you been putting on the back burner? What have you wanted to do forever but have thought impossible? What is holding you back from achieving your dreams?
My parents have taught me a lot over my 42 years but one of the best lessons is don’t let fear hold you back. It can be crippling. I’ve seen my mom work through it time and time again. Be brave! Be bold! Have faith and go for it. You are never too old to make your dreams come true!