As I get older, I’ve come to many realizations. With my body changing and the digits of each birthday rising, it’s become clear that I’m well past the halfway marker of my life. This scares me. Am I supposed to be at the highest achievement point now, where all my goals have been met and I can proudly announce to the world that I have arrived? I must have missed the handing out of the life handbook with all the “how-to and by-when” chapters. So, in the meantime, I’m doing me. While I have no control over most things that go on around me, I know that I am definitely the captain of my own ship—and I’d better steer it in the right direction! Can a middle-aged woman with many optical imperfections become a model? But really, the deeper question is: Can we be whatever we set our minds and intentions to be? The answer is yes. Absolutely. About three years ago, I had the idea to Google “mature model agencies near me.” There was no moment of hesitation, because when I ...
Unreal. That's the word that comes to mind when reflecting back on 2024, but especially the Christmas season in Florida. I received an unexpected and beautiful Christmas letter from my daughter across the country. The words that struck me the most were about her family tradition memories growing up. Some of the delicious cookies we used to make included a German recipe passed down from my Mom. Two cookies pressed together, held together by a thin layer of cherry jam and topped off with homemade frosting. It was a torturous process that I always dreaded, but because the end result was too delicious, I endured the work. But in all honesty, the memories it brought back of my childhood in Germany and my childhood home were equally important. One tradition that I created was to go on evening drives in random neighborhoods to find the prettiest light spectacles to take in. The kids sitting in the backseat, chattering, laughing, and Christmas music playing on the radio. It felt goo...
A lot of things are going thru my mind tonight. Most of the time we stay at camp grounds or State parks. Tonight we happen to be en 'route to our next destination and are staying the night at a halfway point. I am sitting here in a Walmart parking lot looking out my livingroom window, not far from Lake Tahoe in Nevada on this beautiful sunny September afternoon. I am reflecting back on the last 8 weeks of my new gypsy life. The life that my husband and I chose very willingly. Is it what I thought it would be? Is it what I was hoping it would be? It's what you make of it. I am a firm believer that we are not the victim of our circumstances. We make choices and if we don't like them, then we need to adjust them. A close and caring friend of the family wrote us this beautiful letter not too long ago, and how true it is! "Dear Ulrike and Joe, You are now seeing Phase One of your new life more clearly. It's the Discovery Phase wherein you begi...
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