I've been thinking a lot about what my goals in life should be. It's hard to look at the state of world and feel like something is missing. I've been happy with my life. I have three good kids and a husband who loves me in spite of all the grief I cause him. My job pays well, but I don't accomplish very much on any given day.
My biggest goal is something that I've wanted for a very long time, but haven't committed to it like should have. I'm overweight, have a heart condition, and high blood pressure. Losing the weight would give me more time with my children and husband. I'm so afraid of failing that I never really try anything.
Growing up, I lived in a world where the worst thing you could do is disappoint. I spent a great deal of my time worrying about making a mistake, that I didn't allow myself to live a life worth experiencing.
