I stumbled across a quote;
“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbour. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.”
For a while I was a member of a gym. Mostly, I went in the evenings, it was crowded. Upstairs sweaty people pounding on gym equipment, classes thumping in the background, music blasting. Downstairs, the pool had 3 busy lanes, almost always someone was a little bit too slow in the middle lane and the slow lane was just very slow. In the fast lane, where I never ventured, I would guarantee there would be a bloke swimming the butterfly stroke creating waves across the pool and drenching the middle lane with his wake. The spare space was used for lessons. An instructor loudly encouraging children on.
Sometimes, I’d make the effort and get up early. It was an entirely different experience. Occasionally, I would find myself first in the empty pool. I love an empty swimming pool. I’d savour those few moments before anyone else arrived. Sitting on the edge, knowing that slipping into the pool would be cold and I’d catch my breath. Then stretching into strokes, slicing the still water, all the ripples created by me. Swimming first thing in the morning was exhilarating and energizing. Worth the effort of leaving a comfortable warm bed.
I have been redundant over a year. It seemed unimagined at the time and then suddenly the months have slipped by and I’ve slipped into another life. A whole set of seasons has past. We’ve managed better than we anticipated. We have adapted our lives been cash poor but time rich and benefited from that. I’ve spent a lot of quality time with my son. Time gained. The washing gets done, the house is clean and there is always milk in the fridge. Life has been less of a juggling act. A lot has happened; my mother has died and nothing has happened; I don’t have a job. I don’t think I’m a stay at home mother, but I’m not a working mother either.
As a family we’ve had time to think and talk. We could stay in a warm bed and go with the crowds. Sometimes doing something a little different reaps its own rewards. There where times when I got up early to swim and found a few other people and the bloke doing the butterfly stroke had the same idea. That was the gamble. It was disappointing but still good to swim in the morning.
It’s time for a change, to explore, dream and discover. At the beginning of December we relocate 160 miles South. It means new school, new home, hopefully new friends and new jobs at the moment all of that is uncertain. We’ve decided to leave the comfortable and dive into a new pool. Sail away from the safe harbour.
If you could sail away from the safe harbour what would you do? Tell me I’m curious.