New horizons

It's the last day of the month and I still hadn't written my monthly blog article, and I was out of inspirational ideas. So I looked back at some of my old blogs, and pretty far back I found this one that really grabbed me, so I copied and pasted it below.

It really struck a chord with me, as my main activity these days, outside of coaching my clients, is preparing our house to put it up for sale this spring, after living here for 32 years.

We're purging a LOT of stuff, completing some fix-ups to help appeal to buyers, and working with an architect on plans for our new home to build, hopefully starting this summer or fall. We'll camp out with my dad at his house or at our river cottage in the meantime, in order to have the cash to build without debt.

It's.....scary, nostalgic, and exciting at the same time.

I'm sure I'll bawl like a baby when we leave this house where we raised our two girls. But I'm soooooper excited to build the house that I have designed in my mind in excruciating detail over the last, what, decade at least.

So the recommendations listed below in this blog that I wrote in 2018 REALLY resonated with me.

I hope you find some inspiration in them too.

I'm excited for the new horizons we are about to explore. Our dreams are STILL bigger than our memories.

Gaze at the road ahead

"Brothers, I do not consider that I have made it my own. But one thing I do: forgetting what lies behind and straining forward to what lies ahead, I press on toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus." Phil. 3:13-14

Back in 2003, when my husband and I took our teenage girls on a 3 week cross country trip, we were driving west, on what seemed like another planet, compared to the hills of western Pennsylvania.

We were in the middle of Kansas somewhere, and in awe at the vastness of sheer nothingness. Flat as a pancake so you could see for probably hundreds of miles, not a tree in site, nothing but a bit of scrubgrass along the straight-as-an-arrow highway.

We were baffled by the occasional mailbox alongside the road, wondering who on earth belonged to it and where they lived. Way ahead in the distance we could make out the silhouette of Pike’s Peak, our next destination. It was monotonous like this for hours and hours.

As we tooled along just enough over the speed limit to keep from getting a ticket, we made out another vehicle ahead of us. We knew we were catching up to it but we kept guessing how long it would take for us to overtake it. It turned out to be nearly 3 hours.

To our amazement and delight, we finally discovered it was the Oscar Mayer Wienermobile. The only time we’ve ever seen it in person. My husband loves to retell that story.

I was reminded of that trip the other day when I was driving and listening to the Ken Coleman show on Sirius XM. He was interviewing Tim Elmore, president of Growing Leaders, and though I was daydreaming and not really listening, something he said caught my attention.

It was a recollection of his dad teaching him how to drive, and I guess he was looking in the rearview mirror so much he nearly wrecked the car. So his dad told him to “Glance at the rearview mirror, but GAZE out the windshield at the road ahead.”

Oscar Mayer Wienermobile