“She went for it!"

We woke up at the Yellowed Campground in Valmont BC this morning.  It’s our fourth day on the road, and we’re both enjoying the pace that travelling with our camper is allowing us.  I never really thought I liked this mode of travel before, but I guess the truth is I never really tried it either.  Glad to find out that I was wrong, because I am loving this so far.

The mountain air this morning was totally intoxicating.  There is a crisp freshness that is unlike anything at home that I’ve experienced. Don’t know if it’s the altitude, or the forests that surrounded us, but it was amazing and grounding at the same time.


Our days on the road have been a series of reminders that we’re so lucky to be doing this now, at this time of our live.  We’ve been taking our time, making the effort to connect with some family and friends that we don’t see often as we journey along the way.  They have been wonderful to spend time with but also a wonderful reminder of how important it is to do these things while we have the health to do it.  That could change in a moment.  We know that, we’ve experienced it first hand on more than one occasion and we’ve learned that second chances don’t always come along, so it’s important to make the best of the opportunities that we do have.

I was reminded even more about this the day before yesterday.  I’d sseen a Facebook post that one of my Facebook ‘friends’ had passed away.  I have to admit, I don’t know that I ever met her in person.  She was a friend of friends, but she really seemed to enjoy and support my posts.  Always liking or commenting, and obviously connecting with what I was putting out into the world, we did connect virtually.  When I saw on a friends post that she had passed, I decided that I would check Portage online to learn a little bit more about her.  I was stopped in my tracks when I read the funeral announcements of three people that I knew…all under fifty eight, two from cancer.  People I had not even heard had been ill, and people that I’d not have imagined fighting cancer. I couldn’t believe it , I still don’t.


The message for me was to keep doing what we are doing.  Living life the way we choose to as we are able to, most importantly, while we are able to.  It will change quick enough, because time just seems to be moving faster.  But today, this moment is ours, so we’re going to embrace it and enjoy it as fully as we can. 

On our travels I am reading a book called “You’ve got a book in you” by Elizabeth Sims.  I’m enjoying her writing immensely and am getting a lot of great information for my continuing dream of writing.  I was struck yesterday by a question about when do you give up your safe life to pursue the life you dream of.  Her question was, do you want your headstone to read that ‘She was a Good Vice President’… or do you want it to read  'She went for it!’  I want mine to read the last option, that I went for it, lived life fully, and died empty with my dreams pursued whether they were fulfilled or not.  They have been taken out of the hope-chest in my heart, dusted off and given wings to at least try to take flight.  That is an amazing feeling!

What about you?  What do you want to see written in stone when it’s all over?  Are there steps you can be taking now, regardless of your circumstance that will move you closer to what you’re dreaming of?  If there are…you should take them.