but I also have never identified something I *wanted* to do rather than something that had to be done. Guess I am more enmeshed in being Dad and Husband than I even realized.
What if you went back in time pre-marriage, when you were young and had dreams?
For instance, I dreamed of becoming an archaologist and digging around in Egypt. I dreamed of traveling across the world. I dreamed of learning to play a musical instrument. I dreamed of becoming an author.
I grew up in a small, rural town. A lot of my "happy thoughts" were spent on the idea of traveling to other places. That continues to hold true. Today, some of my happy things would be to drive up the eastern seaboard all the way to Maine in the fall and enjoy the changing leaf colors. I want to see the Florida keys (preferably without a hurricane). I spent a lot of time with my nose buried in books (another way of "traveling") - I like writing but my disorganization and ease of distraction makes that painful, this is dittoed on learning a musical instrument. I would enjoy museum hopping (that's about as close as my Egypt-interest feels safe going).
