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My story starts in the wonderful Midwest City of Minneapolis where at the age of 27 I decided to quit my job and move to San Diego just for the adventure of it. I left my family, friends and the life I knew and at the age of 27 packed up my Ford LTD and headed to California. Nice girls from the Midwest just didn’t leave their families and communities in those days (1984) in fact most of my high school friends were married and having children, but something in my soul knew that’s where I wanted to be and build a life.
I recall so clearly thinking this must be heaven because in January I could drive my car with the windows down and wear open toed shoes year round. To my great astonishment, people weren’t quite as nice as the folks in the Midwest, I greeted everyone with a smile and a warm Hi how are ya, for awhile I wondered why they looked at me in such a freakish way. I came to realize Californians kept to themselves more than us Midwesterners. I was hired immediately for work, something I kept hearing about the Midwest work ethic that people seemed to like. There were some nights I cried myself to sleep wondering what I had done moving so far away from my support system, but life was good and I was blessed with new friends before too long.
I took further risks during my life in California, eventually started three businesses, not all were successful but I never gave up or gave in, I persevered. Eventually I met the man of my dreams and married, sadly he died in 2005 as did my dreams. Taking another risk, I decided in 2007 to sell my house, my business and once again move back across the country back to the town I had left so many years before. I started my life over at 51 years old, no job, no dreams.
I learned alot about life through death and even though risk taking is in my blood, risk taking is about living, it’s about saying yes to life.
So in 2008, I was asked by a friend back in CA who was running for a state public office if I would come out and work on her campaign. I thought about it, for a couple of days and thought why not? I closed up my house for 4 months, left my cat with my Dad and headed back to California to work and live. What an amazing experience this risk taking is, because it has taught me to truly live life and be open to opportunities. So yes, every risk I have taken was worth the experience I gained from it. I believe life will present me with more opportunities to risk the comfort of my home and life to expand once again.
Here is a poem that I love that inspires me to continue taking risks in life;
Risk taking is free
“To laugh is to risk appearing the fool
To weep is to appear sentimental
To reach out for another is to risk involvement
To expose feelings is to risk exposing yourself
To place your ideas, your dreams before the crowd
is to risk their loss
To love is to risk not being loved in return
To hope is to risk despair
To try is to risk failure.
But the greater hazard in life is to risk nothing,
They may avoid suffering and sorrow,
but they simply cannot
learn, feel, change, grow or love
chained by certitudes, they are slaves
who have forfeited freedom.
Only a person who risks is Free.”
christina henry
I share this article by Gail Collins, the first female editorial page editor for the New York Times, as she recounts the amazing women behind the cataclysmic changes in women’s rights over the past 50 years.
Today is Sunday which for me usually starts with coffee, the newspaper and the Tv Program “Sunday Morning” where I always find the stories interesting and fun. Todays show featured a Nutcraker Designer, a Dancing Patrolman, the weekly featured musican was Sting, and interview of the beautiful Sofia Loren and a creative holiday story about 


