I hope that you are enjoying the new year, new decade and all of the 2020 equivocations. They make me smile each time someone throws one out cleverly in conversation. My favorite is hindsight is 2020 with the year being ahead of us. I don’t know about you, but I blinked and 2019 ended as quickly as it started. I have no reason to expect 2020 to go any slower. Although, I really would like to savor more of it this year.
Looking back at the last decade it is amazing how much has happened. My youngest daughter started the decade at 2 months old, middle daughter was 2 and the oldest daughter was 7. Such fun ages. They have lived a majority of theirs lives in this decade. We couldn’t wait for them to reach their milestones, and documented them feverishly.
Back then I wasn’t sold on personal mobile phones, they weren’t yet smart and you had to buy plans with defined number of minutes, roll over minutes weren’t around yet. I had a Blackberry for work–with a QWERTY keyboard. Now I use my phone for everything from photography, random searches for random facts, personal calendar with reminders, keeping in contact with loved ones a variety of ways and sharing my latest blog post. I rarely make a phone call on my phone, although making one is more likely on my work phone.
A decade ago someday was far off. Today someday seems very, very close.
I can’t help but wonder what role cancer played in the thought that someday is very, very close. And what role cancer played in making some somedays very compelling and some much less so perhaps more like musings.
Someday I would like to start a non-profit to help women with cancer deal with the other day to day nuisances so they can focus on healing through treatment to thrive after cancer. It seems like I cannot make Survivor Sherpa happen fast enough. Like if this particular someday doesn’t happen soon other women will have to make their own paths, feeling alone and overwhelmed. I cannot bear that thought at all. I work every day to make this a reality, no one should journey alone.
Someday I would like my children to be self-sufficient, independent, happily-satisfied, contributing members of society. Until then, we are diligently arming them the best we can so they can be when someday gets here for each of them.
Those two somedays are wildly compelling to me and take up a significant amount of my personal bandwidth.
Far less so is someday I would like to go to the Olympics and Ireland, Alaska and Hawaii and someday I would like to take a knife skills class and the culinary institute. These are just a few of the somedays on the less compelling side of things but are on the list of things to do someday.
Pay attention to your somedays and pay particular attention to the ones that occupy a significant amount of your thoughts, those are the ones calling to you to be worked on.
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