Bun in the Oven

I’ve not been highly responsive in the blogging department and I apologize. I’ve been a little preoccupied with my self pity, lust and future planning.

Maybe I should explain myself.

My visit to Phoenix was a little more productive than a simple rest and relax. It gave me some time to step back and think about all that was going on in my life, from the job loss and being thrust into full time SAHM life to looking closely at what I’m really passionate about these days and investigating what I want to be when I grow up.

Nothing heals like the desert for me. I’ve planted my feet in the White Sands of New Mexico, on the red rocks of Utah, and in the rough yellow sands of the Arizona desert and all have done wonders for my hurt and yearning soul.

This time the desert and my wonderful friends together worked to give me a little clarity and help me see the bright side. In short, my buddies helped me envision my own independent public relations and communications company where I could specialize in my true passion, aviation.

So I’ve begun to hatch a plan, outline a direction, lay the groundwork, put out feelers, do my research. In short, I’ve got a bun in the oven – in the next several months, if the ideal job doesn’t come in my direction, I may very well make my own company.

Then, as if I needed the push, my helicopter industry reached out and grabbed me. I quite accidently fell into the opportunity to fly last Monday. I can’t believe I actually balked at the offer. Thank goodness the pilot pushed me. I think I understand my hesitation. Taking that leap would mean I’d cross the point of no return. The aviation bug would dig in.

But in my new “damn the consequences” attitude lately, I agreed and went.

I came back with not only 1.2 hours of flight time, but also a lead on an opportunity to do work for the helicopter company in return for getting current in helicopters again.

Me last Monday, back in the saddle again!

If I was unsure of the direction I was meant to take before, I’m getting pretty clear on my path now. This past several days has given me a taste of what I truly desire. I want to be passionate about what I do, be with people who inspire me, feel alive and be involved in aviation. My lust for helicopters is still very much alive.

I’m a planner. I can’t act until I have a plan, or at least vision a somewhat clear path to my goal. I’ve been spinning my wheels because I couldn’t see the plan. The fog of the pain and rejection I felt over my job loss is starting to clear and I’m beginning to see the possibilities.

I’m excited to see what the future holds. I just wish I wasn’t so impatient.

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