Moving out and moving on...

The past months I've been absent. Not absentminded, but rather unavailable in cyberspace, occupied with major changes in my life. 2011 has been like a ressurgence: things, seemingly impossible, unobtainable or rather utopic, suddenly were visualized, materialized and established:  a new life was unfolding! But, in order to start "anew", I needed to leave "the old", sell and clean my home, say farewell to my neighbours, colleagues, storekeepers and all those other comfortably wellknown people who made my life liveable. Yes, we hugged and tears were shed, despite the fact that we all realized I'm not dying, I'm simply moving on....

(Wild strawberries in the backyard. Photographer: Jeanine Bruun)

I simply moved to another county to live with my beloved and start working in a new company with new colleagues, got some fancy new gadgets who will enable me to improve my performances, met some new shopkeepers and neighbours and will have to find a new physician, dentist and other people who provide all I need. Kinda scary to leave all the "safe and wellknown territories" behind... but at the same time, I'm excited and eager to start my "scoutingtrip", a treasurehunt so to speak: discovering who I am, where I should go and how I can be the change I want to see in the world.

Don't be nice, be real!

Who would have thought I'd be sitting here, blogging away? My boyfriend may faint -after all, he's more cautious in using social media- , the kids might be embarrased "Duh!" and my boss may be shocked... Should their opinions stop me from doing something I like, for the rest of my life -and who knows how long that will last-? Maybe it's about time I do something I want , without worrying about other people's opinions?

Today I had a quick bite with an inspiring, norwegian leader and author, Kai Roer. He challenged me, when I told him about my childhood dreams to be an author. "So? Why don't you just do it?" I glanced at him, my fork with crispy salat in midair, "Well.... " - I stuttered, lost for words- ... "Being a single mom, having responsibilities.... need a stable income in order to take care of the kids?" He didn't pat my head or offer me comfort... instead he went straight to the point "It's about time you stop making excuses and rather find reasons for doing what you love to do!" -ouch-

So, here I am: an urban, single mom in mid-40's, doing what I love to do: writing, sharing my thoughts, experiences and observations on life. Yes, I'm taking a chance, I might fail, but I will learn, rise up and try again. You might find me boring, you might get irritated, you might wish I'd never ever started. But you know what? That's ok, 'cause I might even inspire you to do something you'd love to do, but didn't, simply because someone critized you. So? What are you waiting for? Go for it and pursue your dreams! After all, what have you got to loose?

Don't be nice, be real!