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Terri,
I have the opposite problem. My husband thinks I'm going to be famous! It was me who felt I needed to bring in a paycheck in order to feel like I was contributing. He has supported me through all my mental twists and turns. Poor thing. I wonder what he'd do if I told him I'd decided I was going to be a prima ballerina? Well, I know what he'd do. He'd go out and buy me a tutu and wish me luck! (He'd look at me funny, though.)
You're right about the happy part. That's what it's all about, famous, or not. There's something about reaching a certain age and realizing this is it. Life is a one shot deal. We're lucky enough we have a chance to pursue our dreams.
Garth,
Thank you for the welcome! I think I will enjoy it here.
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