Or maybe that’s what life is supposed to feel like. Accomplishing things that seem impossible, making dreams a reality, growing and changing along the way. In any event, I’m feeling that same surreal quality as I make arrangements for changes of address, moving trucks, coordinating schedules, etc. for my move to North Carolina this weekend. It almost feels too good to be true. Was I really capable of making all of this happen? A growing successful business, two grown children who are relatively normal and making the decision to settle myself somewhere new, to start fresh, put down roots and make a real home for the first time in eight years. And all the steps that were required along the way. Wow. Whoever said that possibilities were endless weren’t kidding.

You know, the paths I’ve taken to reach this point weren’t always the easiest of the most direct routes, but hey, I made it! And now as I stand here, in that spot I’ve been reaching toward for years, all I can see in front of me are the new paths and new possibilities. My reality is totally surreal.