Realizing one day how much of my life has been based on fear and waiting for permission was surprisingly liberating. I imagine it was a little like discovering you had been seeing the world out of focus upon finally getting glasses. There’s no use wishing I could have seen the world differently for the last 30-something years. Just grateful to have the clarity now.

So here I am. Newly possessing a vision. Hell bent on living with daring and confidence. Determined to stop trying to make everyone else happy. (especially the proverbial “everyone else” – that imaginary and judgmental audience).  Not sure what is next, but ready to create it.

So… in celebration of the brand new? A blog. Because I always wanted to write. So why not?

Fifty-two things I haven’t done. Fifty-two weeks, give or take, of truth and daring and confidence and adventure.

(South Padre ocean picture included because the Gulf of Mexico makes me feel whole and alive and has for as long as I can remember)