With “40” creeping its head around the corner, I find myself forgetting what it felt like to be intimidated. In an effort to balance the negative effects of this with positive ones, I have decided to face my vulnerabilities head on – starting with writing in public.
The shackles completely fell off the night it dawned on me that suddenly – recently married – and for the first time in my adult life, I don’t need medical benefits from my job. It was as if I had been turned around 180 degrees to face a dozen open doors.
I have a few tattoos (sorry Mom) – all decisions made in times of uncomfortable change in my life. One is a bee surrounded by the lyrics from one of my band’s songs – Let me show you how to fly. (The bee is a mystery to most, since its anatomical specs should be prohibitive to flight.) This blog is me, walking up, oh so carefully, following that little bee toward each of those open doors to finally see how far I can fly.