Funny. I don’t suppose I ever stopped to think about who’d be reading this, or who I even WANTED to be reading this. I guess for the most part I was just wondering along with Rebe McEntire if there’s life out there.
Is there life out there
So much she hasn’t done
Is there life beyond
Her family and her home
She’s done what she should
Should she do what she dares
She doesn’t want to leave
She’s just wonderin
Is there life out there
(Is There Life Out There written by Susan Longacre and Rick Giles)
I’ve been in semi-retirement for the last ten years doing odd jobs now and then, but for the most part I’m going brain-dead from the non-stimulating atmosphere of housework and a family who thinks I’m entirely “too deep for my own good.” (Reflecting on your life is not like fracking, of course, but it can leave the ground trembling in your family when you decide to be who you really are rather than who they’ve made you out to be for years.)
So I’ve become a spelunker, rooting around in the caves of my younger life, trying to figure out which of these hats I trade off daily (wife, mother, teacher, friend, writer, etc.) is the one that really suits me best. It may not be trendy when I find it, but then style is all in the eye of the beholder — or so I’ve been told.
That being said, I’m looking for people who are NOT uncomfortable with going on an adventure. People who, like me, are wondering what, if anything, they may have missed out on in their lives. Not that all those longings can ever be fulfilled, but it’s just nice to know where the path of one’s life might have diverged at some other point. The road not taken and all that…
I would hope you would be like-minded in some ways and that the things I write about would resonate somewhere within your own archeological digs. I’m a seeker, firstly, plain and simple. And I have the personality of a dragonfly! I flit from one thing to another — up, down, side-to-side, backward, forward, even in a diagonal pattern from time to time. Ya just never know what you’re going to get with me. But if you’re not afraid to go along for the ride, then you’re my kind of reader.
Please be warned, however, as I’m not content to always stay in one place for very long because I’m, secondly, a pilgrim with an insatiable need to learn. I love Enya’s song Pilgrim. It could be my theme song. So if you’re a seeker and a pilgrim, please join me now and then. We may find some experiences — past or present — we could share together, or at least have a good laugh or cry over.
And now I’m going to “go and learn things,” as Dwayne Pride says in NCIS: New Orleans.