I want to live well, and as someone who has lost a lot in three and a half years, I can tell you that living well isn’t measured in money and things. I divorced, sold my dream home, sold most of my belongings so that they can now fit on the side of a garage and not take up much room. I have lost two unconditional loves in the past six months; my grandmother and my beloved cat. And whereas before I would look at the above with a slight pity, I now realize that everything ‘lost’ was gained tenfold.
I have learned to love again, choose to focus on commonalities vs what divides us. I took the lessons of my Grandmother and feel her everyday.
I need face to face human interaction without the distraction of a phone, in fact Frankie demanded my undivided attention and often knocked my phone down. 💕
My mobile life allows me to pick up at the drop of a hat and go wherever life beckons me in a moment’s notice. I am fortunate to do what I love and live for adventure.
I may not be rich, but I am wealthy in life.