About 5 years ago I came up with this brilliant plan to create a goal board. I was going to write my top 5 life goals out, and then somehow decorate the entire thing optimistically and motivationally. I was thinking it would be decently large (maybe 20x20) and that I would frame it when all was said and done and hang it somewhere where I could be reminded daily of what my goals for this life are. Unfortunately, that never happened; mostly because I am completely lacking in what we will refer to as “visual creativity”. My handwriting sucks (refer to the photo above), I can’t paint, I can’t draw, and my photo taking abilities leave something to be desired. I am without that thing that we will go ahead and refer to as an artistic eye. I am forever enamored by people who can create beautiful works of art, I just don’t happen to be one of them. So instead, my list of goals has remained written out on the first page of every planner I've owned for the last 5 years. Every day when I open it up, the first thing I see is this:
Life Goals
* Travel the World
* Write a Book
* Be a Mom
* Let Go of the Past
* Wait for Someone Worth Waiting For
I’ve traveled to Australia (one check mark off a list of too many countries to count), started 20 different books (one of which is actually starting to look like something real), finalized a plan to start working towards being a mother (a plan which will hopefully come to fruition this year), slowly let go of all that has hurt me (while I still shamelessly cling to a few badges of pain), and I have waited… and waited, and waited (that someone worth waiting for seems to be running late for life). It seems as though all of my goals are “in progress”. Not that that’s a bad thing, I just found myself staring at number 3 today and thinking:
I can’t wait to cross you off.
