A few years ago, I spoke to a lively group of women that had been started by my friend Joan Rogliano, a divorced realtor living in Colorado. The Wildflower Group had been formed out of a need for an organization to tend to the needs of recently-widowed and divorced women.
A few years ago I had a long term friendship come to an end. Four decades of love, laughter and jokes, gone. I felt as though someone had removed a part of my heart. However, that experience both taught me important life lessons as well as opened many new doors. Here’s what I learned:
So, you’ve bought your tickets and the dates are set. You’ve finally gotten up the gumption to give yourself the trip of a lifetime: a hike around magical Macchu Picchu, a kayaking trip on the Dalmatian Coast, or just a gentle exploration of gorgeous Cinque Terre, Italy. Let’s consider preparation.
Ready to write a book? You’re not alone. You have a lifetime of ideas, experiences and stories to share. The challenge is where and how to begin. It can be daunting.
My friend Susan stared at me in disbelief. “You’re going to do what?” She was incredulous. “Go to Africa alone and climb Kilimanjaro at sixty?” She paused for a deep breath.
It was 1977, in Winter Haven, Florida, my home town. My parents had sold our farm and were now living in a fifth-wheel camper, parked in a campground. Next to us was a golf course.
“Tell me, what is it you plan to do
With your one wild and precious life?”
– Mary Oliver, The Summer Day
Mary Oliver’s quote was like a slap in the face – gentle, but insistent. It was the third time I’d seen that quote in the last two weeks. I wondered, “What’s going on here? What am I missing?”
Have you ever asked anyone how their day is going and you get a two-hour answer? Not only that, but their answer leaves you feeling depleted and depressed?
I was leaning back in my chair laughing so hard that I nearly fell over. My belly hurt. The six of us at our table were nearly in hysterics. It took us several minutes to get under control before the conversation continued. All of us wiped laughter tears from our cheeks. We couldn’t wait for the next story.