Hi , my name is Diane and when I grow up I want to be…..
As a child we all had ideas of what we wanted to be when we grew up. Sometimes along the way though, life’s dreams are interrupted by unexpected realities. That life you pictured yourself living is far from the one you wake up to today. The crazy thing is that many times you don’t know how you got to where you are now. Once you became an adult, life has been a gradual process of survival. Over the years, life experiences have had a way of changing your desires, your ambitions, and even YOU.
This process is called maturity and its a natural part of life. The “You ” you are now is a culmination of your successes and mistakes, your relationships, and your own self-image. How you feel about yourself is the most important aspect of who you are. You shouldn’t beat yourself up for not achieving your dream. If that dream is no longer possible, it’s time to grieve that dream. Recognize your disappointment, cry if you need, and then give yourself time to say good-bye. The most important thing is to never stop dreaming. You are here in this place for a reason. God has a purpose for your life.
Take all those life experiences, even the bad, and build a new dream. Childhood dreams are built on fantasy but adult dreams are built on passion. A passion to do something meaningful, to make a difference, but most of all to fulfill God’s purpose for your life. True fulfillment comes from being who you were created to be.
Grieve a lost dream, find your passion and live a life of fulfillment and you will discover the “YOU” you were meant to be
Click on ” Power of Words” for an inspiring poem about trying to hold onto a broken dream
This week I wanted to write about something dear to my heart. My family. Every year at the end of June my family gets together for a family reunion. Our main meeting spot for the last 40 years has been Leo Carrillo State Beach Campground in California. Some members come in for a week, some just for a few days and then there are those who come in only for the dinner on Saturday, No matter where family come from or how long they stay, the family reunion is always a time we all look forward to. Not just because we get to spend time at a beautiful spot along the coast, but because of the faces we see when we get there. These people are part of our history. A part of who we are. This family is built on love and support which is tried and true. This tradition of connection has deep roots and began way before the summer reunions by a little old lady, in her little old house with her collection of pies.
My great-grandmother believed in family. She knew the importance of keeping a family together so every year she would invite family to her house for Christmas Dinner. I don’t remember those get togethers very well, because I was young, but I heard it was a time for people to visit, play games, and eat pie. I’m sure there was other food but the main attraction were the pies. My great-grandmother would bake pies all year long and freeze them until the Christmas Dinner. Family from far a way would spend the night piled in where ever they could lay their head. Finally , the family became too large to fit into great-grandma’s one bedroom house. Other options were tried but nothing was quite the same. Sadly, great-grandma Pippenger passed away but from her commitment to family a new tradition was birthed, the summer family reunion.
The Pippenger Summer Family Reunion began over 40 years ago from our family’s need to continue to be a part of each other’s lives. I remember as a young child, I would go to sleep snuggled up in my sleeping bag listening to the popping of the campfire and the mummer of the adults talking as I lay in my tent wondering what exciting thing would happen the next day. I remember silly pranks, grunion hunting, days hanging out at the beach, and years later playing “spoons” after making smores by the fire with my own kids. Now as my own children have become adults, I look forward to seeing my grand children experience the same family togetherness.
This weekend we will greet each other with hugs and joy as we look upon the faces of those who are so dear to us. Yet there will be a certain longing as we think about those who are far away and remember the faces of the people who are no longer with us physically; nevertheless , we know they are all with us in spirit.
Although, this year we are at another location, our family knows that it is the people who make the “reunion magic”. Whether we are together in a small one bedroom house or on the coast of somewhere beautiful, the connection of love and support is what binds this family. Great-grandma Pippenger knew the importance of family and I know it is up to my generation to keep it going strong so that years from now another generation will experience the same family love that draws them back year after year.
I have always loved learning. I especially love English. I love how sounds make words, words create content, and content evokes emotion. When I was teenager, a teacher told me that I was a good writer and that I should write a book someday. Those few words stuck with me throughout the rest of my life. I hid them away in my heart like a treasure waiting to be opened. I never wanted to open it because if I did I would be expected to do something with it. So fear held the lid closed.
I feel our lives are like pages we write on everyday. Pages become chapters that contain the details of a story still a work in progress. Where one chapter ends another begins. There are chapters in my life book that I look back on that give me insight into who I am today. I see pages where I was stuck and didn’t want to move on. I am thankful for those times of struggle because I realized I am able to move forward to the next chapter and if I didn’t I would not be who I am today.
So now as I sit here writing my blog, I realize that by doing so I am slowly opening the treasure in my heart. I vow to improve my writing and to be open to new opportunities.
The voice within whispers and sometimes shouts. When it does I feel my heart start to race. I step back and there is where I want to stay. There where it is safe, there where it is comfortable. You see, its the voice inside my head that tells me its too scary out there. It tries to convince me that if I move I will fall.
Then there is another feeling from deep inside that feels more like a strong pulse…it is my heart. The steady beat reminds me that I am alive and I have a purpose. There is a reason I am where I am but I am not meant to stay stagnant. With every step forward the pulse becomes stronger and the voice weaker. If I pause in the midst of doubt, I hear the voice quietly telling to stay still.
I realize that the only way for me to silence the voice in my head is to follow my heart. I might fall but in the end I will accomplish my purpose. I will do something meaningful with this life God has given me, I will live a life of no regrets.
There is one thing that we can count on in life and that is change. Change is exciting, scary, full of unpredictable opportunities, and it is inevitable. Since my husband Doug and I got married, two years ago, we have been on an exciting roller coaster ride. We work like crazy and then take two-week long vacations to amazing and beautiful places. Our lifestyle has been wonderful. Just like a fairy tale. Although, we both knew change was coming, we focused on enjoying the present. You see,the whole time we were working our jobs, planning trips and traveling, I have been taking online classes toward my career. It was easy to just get up and go because I as long as I had my laptop and an internet connection, I could go anywhere and still keep up with my studies.
Well the time is coming. In two weeks, I will have completed my required courses. This is good, right? This is what I have been working toward. I can begin my career and move on in life, right? It is bittersweet. I love our life right now. Life is going to change for us. I will have to commit to a job. A job that will want me to be there everyday and not take two weeks off at a time. Although I am excited about finally getting back into the working world, making money , and making a difference, there is a part of me that doesn’t want life to change.
I will be starting the next phase of my life this week as I take a part time job and commit myself to gaining more experience in my chosen field. As I said in the first post of my blog.. I want to live a life of no regrets! So onward and upward I go with faith that life’s changes are powerful and full of new wonderful opportunities.
EMBRACE THE CHANGE AND MAKE IT GREAT!
Check out Power of Words for some inspiring quotes
Fern Canyon has been one of our must-see places for years and last week my husband and I finally made it happen. The hike through the canyon was an easy one yet wearing water shoes did help as the canyon floor is covered with water most of the time. The 100 foot walls of the canyon were covered with ferns and moss with tiny little waterfalls running between them. We experienced something magical as we walked through the coolness of the earthy-smelling canyons surrounded by the lush ferns and downed trees that lay along the bottom of the canyon like natures art. This kind of experience soothes my soul. It makes everything seem right in the world for just a little while.
Do you make time for beauty in your life? I realize that we can’t go to places like Fern Canyon everyday but you can make a choice to surround yourself with the beauty of what makes you happy everyday. Think about your favorite colors. Do you make sure your favorite colors are present in your home? Do you surround yourself with beautiful art pieces, pictures of the people whose faces make you smile, or fresh cut flowers?
The beauty that you experience on the outside becomes the beauty you reflect from the inside.