Throughout this year, several bloggers will engage in a conversation here and on their blogs — asking questions of each other and responding. Others are absolutely welcome to join the conversation, as well. Learn more about the ladies of Blogversation 2012.
What have you done when some life-altering, goal changing event has happened to you?
Has your entire perspective changed? If you had to make significant changes in your life, do you miss the person you were before, or have you embraced the changes? What happened to the original goal?
Recently life threw another hurdle at me to try an overcome – when I ruptured one of the muscles in my calf. This forced inactivity has me contemplating how to reinvent the wheel, when I have four active children going in four different directions and my inability to walk, let alone drive.
This injury also has forced me to give up my goal of riding a century (100 miles) on my bike this fall. I had been working up to this event all summer long, pushing my body and keeping my eyes focused toward the pride I would feel at accomplishing my goal.
In a split second, in the middle of dance class, my life changed. I am forced to give up my goal of riding the century this fall, let alone in 2012. I must miss auditions for the 10th anniversary of our studio’s production of “The Nutcracker,” and quite possibly find myself, for the first time in years, in the audience instead of on stage performing.
This isn’t the first time I have had to release a goal from my clutches. I had a very successful career when my husband and I discovered we were going to be parents. After many heartfelt discussions, it was decided one of us would stay home with our child (little did we know we would have four) and put their career on hold. Since I made the least amount of money, it was felt practical that I become the stay-at-home parent. I will admit this was not a decision I embraced fully and I resented it for a long time. I felt forced into a choice I didn’t want to make, and was unhappy.
I could add to the list: when my parents died and I was left without my compass, forgetting who I was in the process of grieving, realizing they would never see my children grow up; the birth of child 2, 3 and 4 – changing how I viewed life and the people in it, and pushing back my dream of returning to the workforce; even buying a house away from the hustle and bustle of a metropolis, and finding life a lot slower in a country town – making it quite difficult to be the social diva I would like to be.
For me, each time something has happened there has been a dip in my emotions, a period where I grieved over the loss of my goal. However, I have never been one to stay down for long. I look around and see what I can do to make my life better, what other goals I can make, if I truly have to give up on my original goal in the first place or merely shelve until a later date. Life is too short to live it with regrets or feelings of remorse. I hope I am seen as one who can move on, push the reset button, and be happy.
What kind of lemonade have you made, when life served you lemons?