I have a confession to make. I have no idea what I am doing.
That's really nothing new.
What is new, is that I am not letting that stop me.
My journey began a few months ago. I had been feeling restless, generally dissatisfied with my life without any particular event or situation to blame. To make myself feel better, I went shopping for shoes. Not just any shoes. Highly impractical shoes. Shoes for going out on the town, which I never do. Shoes I would never wear to work, never wear to pick up the kids at school. Shoes with heels so high I was sure to twist my ankle.
That afternoon, I called my mom, who is 81 and, because of arthritis, forced to use a wheelchair or a walker to get around the house. When I told her about those impractical shoes I had bought, her response took me by surprise: "Do it while you can." Those words stuck with me and have become something of my motto. More than that, it has been my catalyst for change.
Now, instead of telling myself I can't do something, that it is just too hard or impossible or not for me, I repeat my mom's words: Do it while you can. I started jogging, in honor of my dad, who at 86 and struggling with emphysema can only dream of running. I joined Twitter and have engaged in conversations with brilliant authors and educators across the country who have inspired me to take risks and become the educator I believe I can be. Now is the time. It may be the only time, for we never know when the time will come when it will be too late.
So, here I am, starting a blog not knowing what I am doing or where this journey I seem to have embarked on will take me. And I am surprisingly okay with that. I'm just going to keep doing it while I can.