Making a dream a reality

Do you remember what sparked major life changes in YOUR life?  I remember what prompted me to sign up for an online dating website–the one I met my husband through.  I remember what prompted us to sell our condo and buy our house.  That’s a call I will never forget.  I was parked at my youngest son’s preschool, waiting for the door to open. (We were always early due to drop-off at the oldest’s school.)  My husband called me and said, “So I was thinking while I was in the shower this morning that it is time to sell the condo and buy a house.”  WHAT???  That was in April 2009.  The market was bad and I never expected that we’d be able to sell.  We were going to lose money and how much had yet to be determined.  But we sold and bought a house and by September, we were in a house that I still love and never want to leave.

Sometimes crazy thoughts spark an idea so wonderful that you just have to act on it. Sometimes it takes a while to make those dreams and ideas realities.

When I met my husband, I had been widowed for about 14 months or so.  I was 29 years old, with a 15-month-old and a 3-year-old.  I was ready to date so I joined an online dating site.  I figured it would make it easier to let prospective dates know I had children.  After all, not every single person is ready for that.  We were a package deal and that information was more easily disclosed online than in a bar, a setting that was NEVER going to work for me.  I’m too quiet and reserved in a setting like that.  I got flustered easily–I liked the idea of being able to initially communicate with someone with the backspace button available to me.

Because M and I met online, we have countless emails and messages from those days.  I was looking for a file on my computer today and found some of those early messages. Back then, I was taking one class, a required art class, at another college in hopes to slowly get my degree.  I was explaining that to M in a message and said I didn’t know what I was going to eventually declare as my major.  On October 5, 2005  I wrote, “I don’t know what I want to do.  I am only taking intro to art to satisfy a GER requirement-I have to satisfy a literature, lab science, an art, and philosophy and art was it this semester.  I used to want to be a teacher (I was originally a French major with a minor in secondary ed) and I love being with children, but I just don’t know if that’s for me.  I am going to look into communications as a possibility.  We’ll see….”

“We’ll see.”  How many of our decisions start out with “We’ll see”?

I remember thinking about Communications then because I had enjoyed working with the alumni office at my high school when I planned my 10th reunion the year before.  I remember thinking that if I ever wanted to do something like that, a Communications degree seemed like a logical choice.

I ended up taking a philosophy class the next semester but had to put college off after that due to scheduling, finances, etc.  But the spark was there then, and when I made the big decision last year to return to school full-time this school year, I didn’t really question what I was going to do.

I finally had the chance to make that dream, that “We’ll see”, a reality.


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