Monday Musings......

A reminder... "It's never think it's too late to fulfill a dream".

Why do we imagine that fulfilment of dreams and goals is only for the young?

Why is it considered unusual for anyone over 40 to step up to the mark and do something new or different?

I constantly set myself new goals. Not necessarily the same ones, because goals and dreams can change. I guess that's another thing that gets forgotten. You aren't the same person at 50, that you were at 20 or 30.  So why would you have the same dreams?

I recently achieved a lifelong goal of being paid for writing, photography and cooking. Okay, okay, it's only writing recipes, not a novel, and the photos are of food, not someone's winsomely beautiful children or a spectacular frozen landscape, but it's a start...see here for more...under the heading 'Cooking with Mimi'...

http://www.simplesavings.com.au/newsletter/

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So, in my fifties, I've realized another lifelong dream...

You should see the look of surprise on peoples' faces when I tell them. It's an odd mixture of 'I didn't know you could do that'...to 'But you're just a Mum'...to 'Wow, but you're so old...'!

Seriously...older people can do stuff too.

I gain inner peace and fulfilment for seeing my goals come to fruition that shopping and spending could never provide.

If you're stuck in a cycle of spending on 'stuff' to make you feel good, maybe it's time to sit down and write out a list of dreams of your own to fulfill.

Once you have a solid goal in your sights, those designer cosmetics and Latte`s won't seem so attractive, I promise.

And whilst your friends might pooh-pooh you when you say you're saving for a cruise in the Greek Islands, they'll be as envious as all hell when you come home sporting a tan, and sharing tales of swilling wine and singing in Greek Tavernas with fab swarthy blokes.

My photo today is of the Town Square in Honfleur. There's a beautiful traditional carousel there, and I'd seen photos of it years ago. So when we visited Honfleur, I got on that carousel. Yes I felt a bit silly, but it was another dream fulfilled.

Now, I dream of the next time I'll visit Honfleur. I find myself looking at the patrons in the many cafe's in my local shopping hub, and wanting to run up to them saying...."But have you seen the Eiffel Tower...it's so much better than this..."

But it's possible I'd be arrested for harassment :-)

One thing is for certain. When my Mum was terminally ill, amongst the swirl of emotions and the realisation that I was losing my best friend in the whole world, was the gut wrenching acknowledgement that there were no more dreams to be fulfilled for her. At the relatively young age of 60, her life was over.

I don't want this to be me. I don't want that for you. When the moment comes for us to meet our maker, who wants to be thinking 'I wish I'd....'

On my Tray of Bliss today is my List of Dreams, with a few more additions and a few more ticks.

 

What's on yours?

 

...Mimi...