So I was out and about this morning to exchange Jessie’s swimsuit for a different size. I went to a different chain store that I don’t normally shop at, and because it was a Monday morning, it was pretty much deserted. As I exchanged her suit for another super adorable one, the woman asks me if I am going on vacation. I say “no” proudly, and that my family and I are indeed moving to Florida. She stops, and says “Why would you want to move away from the Seasons?” I said, because we are sick of Winter. As I walk away, this woman who doesn’t even know me, says “You’ll be back.”
Of course we will be back to visit our family and friends, but the comment hit me the wrong way. Why do people feel the need to insert their opinion on your dreams? Unless it directly affects them, why do they care so much to say something? My theory is that those who judge are jealous. Possibly jealous we are fulfilling a dream that they once have or currently have, or something like it. Sometimes I feel the comments come from those who sincerely don’t want us to leave. I get it, saying goodbye is rough, but please don’t hate on our dreams.
We want to be an example to those who WANT to do what we are doing, to be the experience before their own. To see through our eyes what it takes do follow a dream of relocating to Florida, we want to be of HELP to you, our friends. I know sometimes people can’t even comprehend leaving their comfortable life to experience something, but there is SO MUCH LIFE to live out there, and we can’t let our fears get the best of us. I have learned that you have to face your fears head on, or you may always live with the question of “what if.”
I started this blog last night actually, and as I was writing it, I started to have some unsettling chest pains. They continued, and I wasn’t sure what they were, but enough that Carl saw the fear in my face and drove me to our local E.R. It was late, and we would go from room to room until seeing an actual doctor. I let him know I had them for several days now, and that they weren’t something I had ever had before. As they took my blood, and EKG later, I was left alone with my thoughts. What if I did have a blood clot in my lung or body? What if it was fatal? What if all this work to get to Florida winds up leading to nowhere for me? The panic set in, and then my hubby walked into the room. I wanted to just bawl… the thought of my dreams not happening because of my stupid body was just infuriating to me. He kept me calm for an hour while we waited for test results… and when the Doc finally walked in, he had great news. The tests were negative, and that my EKG was normal. Apparently chest pains, heart palpitations, headaches, and hot flashes can be as much a heart attack as an anxiety attack. Who knew?
As the door closed, and it was just Carl and I again, I had tears in my eyes of pure joy. “Thank you Jesus” fell off my lips several hundred times while I hugged him to pieces. Our dream will still happen, with the four of us together, and that is ALL I want for this to work. I am sharing this with our readers because I want you to see that that we are real people, with real feelings, dealing with real problems, and trying to make it through every day… just like you. Whether it’s a comment of “You’ll be Back” or something as scary as a health issue, face it all head on and just deal with it. Trust me, you will feel better in the morning that you did. Thank you for everyone’s love and support on Facebook today, I so appreciate that I have genuine friends in the Disney Community who are all about the love. God bless your day!