Many years ago, as a sixteen-year-old on a summer adventure in Utah's Escalante Wilderness Area (now part of the Grand Staircase - Escalante National Monument) I asked my Uncle Fran if we were lost. Without even a pause, he replied "How can you be lost if you don't care where you are?"
As an adult, almost forty years later, I still remember that defining moment vividly. In fact, I find myself pondering that question a lot lately. At our age, Joe and I have quite a few friends just a year or two older than us who are looking seriously at retiring soon, and are asking themselves "What now?".
They have realized, like so many of us, that their whole life has been spent in pursuit of something that doesn't make them happy. What seemed like an important goal when young, whether a career, a successful business, or a big house with a white picket fence and a pool, something seems still to be missing when the target is achieved. Family and friends are vitally important of course, but I'm not referring to that aspect of our lives here. Rather, I am talking about the material things we all seem to crave to mark our success.
So, whether you are still young and just starting the journey, or young-at-heart and further down the road, ask yourself this question; "If I am going to spend the rest of my life chasing something, shouldn't it be MY dream?"... and then listen, really listen, to the answer.
Happy trails, my friends! -Lynn