Counting the days I’ve lived was an eye-opener

I felt like the day would never arrive. I’d been counting the weeks and milestone events as they came and went since June 17th, 2019 when Dean proposed to me on a lovely summer evening. We were married on Friday, September 20th, 2019 at 7pm in the Maple Grove Central Park Labyrinth. We had a beautiful, warm fall evening for our wedding. It was the two-year anniversary of our first date. After the wedding reception, the house was cleared out by 10:30 and we collapsed. The next day, with no big to-do lists and no company on it’s way, we lounged. I finished one book I’d been trying to finish and found another little book I’d been wanting to read….. “20,000 Days and Counting, The Crash Course for Mastering your Life” by Robert D. Smith. I finished it within an hour and told Dean he “had to read it” as a kick-off to our life together. We already strive to live our lives with intention and ways to grow, so this was a perfect little book to read.

I have lived 18,356 days. Dean has lived 18,205 days. 

The book challenged us to ask questions like, “One hundred years from now, what will you have left behind? What will your legacy be”? or “How can I accomplish more in one day than most people do in one year”?

In case you ever felt like you struggle alone, fear not!

The two years leading up to this happy moment above were full of both good times and bad, as it is with most people. Over this time, many things happened. Here’s a condensed version of events: July 2018: I closed my graphic design studio after nearly 15 years. It was time, but it was still hard. I wanted to do “more” with my passions in art and photography, maybe even get back to playing my cello! My daughter was struggling with a health issue and needed my full attention. I got off-track and it led me into 2018-2019 on a roller coaster year like no other – and there have been some doozies!

Over the past year, I went through multiple jobs to keep the bills paid and had times where I had to go to the food shelf to feed us. It was hard on both work and life, disrupting relationships while I struggled with my career. As the spring approached, I was able to move into a place of recovery in my relationship; while my work opportunities began to come together.

Once we got through the worst of it, Anna (daughter) graduated from high school, got her driver’s license, and then bought her first car! I got engaged to the love of my life. We had a graduation party for Anna. Dean (my beloved) completed his Masters degree and his oldest child, Esther graduated from college and started planning her move to LaCrosse, Wisconsin for her first job at the end of the summer. Then, during that time, Dean’s youngest, his son Ben found his wings and moved out on his own. Anna would be moving into her dad’s while attending college in the fall. Suddenly, life was sorting itself out. No time to think, we began to plan for our new life. We bought a townhome and began to pack for all of the moves. Anna, Dean, Esther and me, all of us had to pack up and move (and Ted the cat, too).

Oh, and I started a new job, moved to a new town and got remarried (which I said earlier). Third time’s a charm! More on that in another blog post! 🙂

So now what!!!??? We both want to travel the world. Dean wants to make an impact in the circles of education, I want to reach people through encouraging words and inspiration through teaching art, photography, music and other events as the Spirit leads.

Now, let’s go get living! See you out there – in the great big world –embracing life to it’s fullest!

“It is not the years in your life, but the life in your years that counts.” Aldai Stevenson (lived 23,900 days)

Counting the days I’ve lived was an eye-opener

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