When I was growing up, my “Someday” dream was to write a book. I’m sure you’re familiar with “Someday” dreams. You know the ones:
Someday I’m going to take that trip to Australia.
Someday I’m going to make that quilt.
Someday I’m going to join that club.
Someday I’m going to take my son fishing.
Someday I’m going run a marathon.
Someday I’m going to learn basket weaving. (No, really.)
All too often we wait for the perfect time, the perfect conditions, or the perfect setting before getting to “Someday.” We’re often filled with one excuse after another if someone calls us on our dream or why we’re putting off everything for “Someday.”
If you run on over to the calendar, you’ll discover something shocking:
There is no “Someday.”
My dad was pretty good at the “Someday” game. One of the trips he always talked about taking “Someday” was a trip to Hawaii to see Pearl Harbor. My dad served in World War II and he had always wanted to visit the place that was tied to his military history. One spring day in 2008, we were sitting at the kitchen counter talking about our “Someday” dreams and I asked, “What’s stopping you from taking this trip, Dad?” When we stripped all the excuses down, we realized there were no real reasons not to pursue it. A few weeks later, we landed in Hawaii and had the most amazing week together with my sister and my mom. Seeing the happiness on my father’s face was priceless.
You would think the lesson would have stuck with us. A year after that trip, Dad talked about going to Washington D.C. to visit the World War II memorial. I took a demanding sales job at the time and I put it off for “Someday.” You know, “Someday” when things calm down a bit. “Someday” when I have a little time, we’ll take this trip.
Well, “Someday” ran out. Dad was diagnosed with cancer and passed away. To this day, one of my biggest regrets is not making the time for that trip. So this year, when the opportunity came up to take a trip with my mom, sister, and niece, I grabbed it. We made some wonderful memories that week. The best was simply walking on the beach with my mom and seeing the joy on her face. Priceless, indeed.
The “Someday” of writing a book finally stopped taking a back seat in my life. I had bits and pieces of a “Someday” book started, but I kept putting it off. I was waiting for the perfect time, the perfect conditions, the perfect “mindset” before continuing. In April of 2010, I was sitting in the boat with Keith St. Onge, the two-time World Barefoot Champion when I asked him a simple question. “What do you want to be doing five years from now?”
“Someday” he hoped to write a book and take up motivational speaking. I told him how I had started a book and “Someday” I wanted to publish it. The next thing we knew, we started writing a book together. Gliding Soles, Lessons from a Life on Water was released two and half years later. “Someday” had finally arrived. In some ways, taking the first step toward the “Someday” goal was both the easiest and the hardest. We had no idea how hard it was going to be, nor how much time, sweat, and even some tears were going to be shed over the project. Had we waited for “Someday,” the dream of writing a book would still be that–just a dream. I went on to write several more books.
So what is it that you’re putting off for “Someday?” What can you do today to take a step in the direction of your “Someday” dream? Go find your calendar and mark it down. Stop looking for “Someday.” It doesn’t exist.