Blooming Late

Is it just me or does everyone get fuzzy every once in a  all the time about the direction they want to head in and the goals they have? I want to be a writer, no, I want to be an artist. I want to hold a good paying job, no I want to be my own boss. I want to be fit, no I just want to lay around on the couch and obsess over pinterest. Sigh. Then, when I make a decision… I went through a phase of wanting to be a realtor (SOOOOO not for me.), if I don’t follow through I feel like a failure or someone that is just flitting through life being very wishy washy. 

But, the older I get the more I stand up against this feeling. So what? So what if I am flitting through  life? I am trying things, experimenting with what I might like to do. Sometimes I only get so far as feeling the words on my tongue, passing through my lips and by the time they reach the air the desire has faded. Othertimes, I get so far as to research, buy books or other materials, even begin the idea only to decide it’s time to flit along to the next one. 

Sure, here I am on the very edge of turning 40 still feeling as though I am an incredibly late bloomer, but hey some of the best are, Colonel Sanders – founded KFC at the age of 65, Morgan Freeman – only became the star we know after the age of 52, Mark Twain – wrote Huckleberry Finn at age 49, Van Gogh – never painted until he was 27, Vera Want – wedding dress designer that never designed any clothes until the age of 39, Martha Stewart – home decorator never practiced her art until age 35, and quite possibly my favorite Fauja Singh – marathon runner didn’t start until he was 89!!

These people are so inspiring to me that I follow this great blog called Debra Eve’s Later Bloomer where I get to learn about these late bloomers often. When I am feeling lost and down because it feels like everybody is surpassing me with achieving their goals and aspirations, I return to the stories of these ‘later bloomers’ and realize I am one. I have enjoyed and am grateful for the successes I have achieved, but my greatness is yet to come…



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