My journey began in college, thanks to a professor and a dear friend. I felt that I had always been a person to live life to the fullest, so it didn't seem a difficult challenge to make "my bucket list". For a while, it was easy crossing things off my list. Then life changed. As it always does, and will always continue to do. Life threw a couple of curveballs my way, and though I was able to take a swing at them, it has left me with a feeling of "unfinished dreams".
So, my journey has begun.. to what extremes do we go to, to "live life to it's fullest?" When or do we "change" our dreams?

Monday, February 22, 2010

Ali vs. Harold

I just watched the skeleton finals and medal ceremonies again for the second time, and once again, it's left me with mixed feelings. As always, when I am at a fork in the road, I make a list of pro's and con's, hoping that it will help me to make a decision.

Pro's:
*I would have fulfilled a dream.
*I would be able to give my children an example of hard work, dedication and determination.
*My parents and now my husband, would be able to say that all the sacrifices they made for me to compete were worth it.

Con's:
*The next four years would be spent training and spending the winter months, [Oct. -Mar.] travelling and being away from my kids and husband.

*It costs a lot of money to travel, because it's not a sponsored team sport. You have to travel out of your own pocket, all over the world, in one short season. [Austria, Germany, Canada, New York, etc...]

**The above also effects the financial stress of my family, in buying a house, putting money away for college and missions, etc... Building a stable future for our family. (If I could win the lottery, they could just travel with me.)


As I watched the finals and the medal ceremonies, I felt the rush of knowing that I could be there one day.. then within minutes felt the crushing weight of the financial burden it would put upon my family. I felt myself trying to negotiate it all in my own head, and immediately remembered this quote. One that my brother loved.

"Impossible is just a big word thrown around by small men who find it easier to live in the world they've been given, than explore the power they have to change it. Impossible is not a fact. It is an opinion. Impossible is not a declaration. It is a dare. Impossible is potential. Impossible is temporary. Impossible is nothing." - Muhammed Ali

My brother did the impossible. He set a goal in November to compete and end his senior wrestling season undefeated, as well as win the state championships. He did just that. He wrestled and broke the 2A state pinning record, and finished his season undefeated 41-0, and won the state championship match. No small feat. I remeber all of this, and feel motivated to start training. Then within minutes, felt another quote pop into my already racing mind.

"The greatest work you will ever do, will be within the walls of your own home."- Harold B. Lee

Which lesson am I supposed to teach my children? The one of determination and never letting go of your dreams? Or that great sacrifice leads to an even greater reward? Was my brother sent here to teach me the lesson of 'Impossible'? Or was he here to teach it to my children, so that I may teach them the lessons of sacrifice and priorities?

Again, I will lay awake in bed, trying to tame and slow my racing thoughts, just enough so that I can get a few hours of sleep.

Can't I just sit down with Harold and Muhammed and have them help me figure this out?

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