I can remember when I loaded up my 61 Plymouth Valiant and headed West to become a Professional Rodeo Cowboy. For me, chasing my dreams meant actually getting in a car and going to a place that was far away from home.
Far away from home, friends, and family it was a tough time. I thought it was tough because it was a right of passage. It took me a couple of years to figure out that a dream was not in a physical place, it was in me. So where ever I was I took the dream with me. Sounds simple, but for me I equated a physical distance with a journey. They are not the same thing at all.
I went back to Colorado, convinced that I was a failure for coming back. Nothing was further from the truth. Even by the measure of 30 years ago, it made sense to everyone that I was coming back to the place where are my resources were.
And I used those resources.
Life in my absence had continued to move forward for everyone. Hindsight being 20/20, I wish I had not confused going on a journey with a physical distance. By the way my journey continues in Colorado today. I also realize that if needed I could continue pursing it in another city or state. I am good where ever I go. I take my journey and dreams with me where ever I go..
Never confuse physical distance with a journey. They are never the same thing.
One of the great strengths you can possess, it knowing you are just as great in one place as another. The things that make you outstanding (and there are a lot of them) are not in a physical location, they are in you.
We will always leave the porch light on for you.
Love Dad
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