once upon a time

You know how we all have that fairy-tale life that we want to live?  But not the REAL fairy tale life like I want to be a millionaire with a five thousand square foot house and servants...I'm talking about the realistic fairy tale life.  My realistic fairy tale has always involved having friends, doing fun things, you know, LIVING.  I wanted to be able to say I went out and DID stuff with fun people, tried that one new thing, mastered this technique or that, tackled that big project.  I wanted to be a doer with life experience.

Tonight Joel and I just got back from paddle boarding with our married couple neighbor besties (that's the name we've adopted for our friendship, it works) and I was pondering the evening of fun we had.  As I sat and pondered I realized my fairy tale has come true.  I was blessed with a fairy tale romance with Joel but now I've accomplished that other fairy tale - the one where I do stuff.  I am not the type that likes to try new things - ask anyone...I'd rather cuddle on my couch and watch the world go by (probably why my fairy tale life is simply doing 'stuff').  Oh man, it's late my thoughts are jumbling...

What I'm trying to say is that I realized that while not everything in my life is how I want it, I'm still making progress.  I can still enjoy the smaller steps along the way.  And frankly, the smaller steps are the most enjoyable because sometimes those big steps are scary.  Way scary.  But these small ones are easy to look back on and be like, 'What?!  Did you just see that too?  I'm HAPPY!  HAPPY?!?  YES!' 

Long story short, I'm happy.  I'm doing what I've always wanted to do.  It's not huge, we're not making all our dreams come true yet, but we're happy.  And moving forward.  And that's good.