Repelling the Grand Canyon and other scary stuff

Let's talk about the elephant in the room: REGRET. We've all got it, right?
That "What if" that haunts our midnight dreams. That moment we didn’t book the flight to the emerald hills of Ireland, the mysterious lochs of Scotland, or the sun-drenched shores of Greece (yep, all on my bucket list- we did booked them  on April 2, 2020 and we all know how  that story turned out)

But here's the kicker: it's NEVER too late. Take it from me. I've flipped the script more times than I care to count. I've danced through job changes like a pro – three times in my mid-50s, can you believe it? Started my own business and guess what? I'm revving up to launch another venture this year!

Now, let's waltz back a bit. At 45, I repelled down the Grand Canyon (talk about a heart-pounding 'hello' to the big 4-5). At 46, I ran my first marathon – feet pounding, heart soaring. And at 48 I said  "I do,"  to my husband Joseph.

The stage wasn't always set for applause, though. I've been through the wringer – a divorce, a career path that felt like wearing someone else's shoes, too scared to gamble on the unknown. I've got a list of ex-lovers that could give ol' T-Swift a run for her money, and there’s a child-shaped space in my life that I once thought I’d fill. But that wasn’t in the cards for me [ I am an Auntie though and get to love on all my nieces and nephews]

But guess what? When I'm two-stepping to the beat of my favorite country star (shoutout to the legend, Tim McGrawt), ,I'm not looking for who's watching. I'm living for ME. I can't rewind the clock to fix my missteps, but I sure as the sun can blaze.. shine bright and have fun!

So here’s the deal: grab that thing you love and run with it. Never learned to dance? There's a first time for everything. Dreaming of starting a business? Sketch out that plan. Want to feel the rush of a marathon or the freedom of dancing like nobody's watching? Lace up those shoes, my friend. It’s time to dance through life’s marathon.

Remember, the past is a ghost town – don't dwell there [easier said than done, I know it takes time to move past pain and regret]. Start where you stand, change the finale. After all, the most beautiful views come after the hardest climbs. And for us? We're just getting warmed up.
I’ve got a big birthday coming up next month and I just signed up for something NEW

Keep pushing, keep dancing, keep dreaming.

Over to you – what's your "It's never too late" story?