Someday is not a day of the week!

Each time I return from a trip someone says "someday I want to go with you or....".   Some day never comes!  Someday is not a day of the week.  As the years creep up on me, way too fast, I realize how blessed I have been to take adventures! Since childhood I have looked for ways to explore my world. I desire to nudge you out of the ordinary and into seeing God's creations humans and nature!  Perhaps nudging you to make a difference in someones life by just showing up to help.

My curiosity about life has been as simple as exploring an abandoned old house as a child and finding a closet full of bats, peeking in windows of places I could not enter. walking in a stream bed and delighting in the stones under my feet as I looked for crawdads. Or, in a not so smart move, placing a cigarette car lighter to my lips to see if it really was hot. (It was 😆 very hot.) Cars really did have those gadgets, smoking was a 'cool' habit.  Curiosity opens up your world!

At 67 I am still very curious.  I long to do more adventures and peek into more windows and huts and shanties. For each time I experience a world different than mine, I am reminded that I can learn so much from other cultures and people groups. I can also help in some small way to bring hope or smile if even for a day.   There is a richness in each culture that I strive to find. As I do find it I am able to return home humbled and grateful for what I have learned.

Stop waiting for someday!  It never arrives!  Choose one thing to do and ask the questions necessary to make it happen.  There is never a perfect time for anything!  That is a myth that traps us for life.
My adventures make me tired and some days a bit achy but oh the experiences and memories are so rich and worthwhile.  The chance to help others or to explore our world will change you like nothing else can.

The happiest people I know are those who give to others and step outside of what is comfortable or seemingly predictable to experience life.