There are seven days in a week, and Someday isnt one of them. To me, these two seemingly innocuous words, some and day, when put together are the most empty and depressing seven letters in our language. They are a synonym for never and aint going to happen. They are the lie we tell ourselves for a dream that we will never ever, in our lifetime, accomplish.
Yesterday I was reminded again of the danger of someday.
I flew from Chicago to Seattle on a late afternoon flight. It was a short flight for a world traveler, just a little more than four hours. It wasn’t the most pleasant flight. A passenger was ill and had to lay down in the rear of the plane forcing everyone to use the one bathroom up front.
But at some point, I began chatting with that woman as I kindly handed her back her purse and laptop bag (she would have to take back her butt on her own). She asked several times for the time on my watch and admitted it was seemingly the longest four hours of her life. As our conversation progressed, she told me her dream of someday flying to Scotland. That word told me all I needed to hear, and I sadly thought it was a mirage in her life, but I gave it a go.
I became animated as I do when someone tells me about a dream. I began to form a plan to mold her dream into something imaginable and reachable. I desperately wanted to show her that it WAS possible and help her see the way.
I asked what was keeping her back and received the inevitable response: money. Then she recounted a very sad, yet too often told, story. Her mother had been saving and saving to take them to Scotland to see the relatives. Mom had recently died before that dream was fulfilled. I wanted to take the woman by her shoulders and say: “DON’T YOU GET IT? That’s the whole point. If you really truly want the dream, go now! Figure out a way. I’ll HELP you figure out a way.”
I don’t know how exactly to help people make the step from “someday” to dream fulfillment, to believe in themselves and their dreams, to grab life by the horns and take the ride. Perhaps it’s simply too big a leap. But I’m going to keep looking for that bridge, because once it’s crossed, anything is possible and life becomes a wondrous journey.
Challenge yourself in the next 30 days. Pick one of your “somedays” and take the first steps to making it happen.
Make someday TODAY, because as I look at a calendar and see Monday and Tuesday, week after week, year after year, I don’t find Someday anywhere. It’s not early on Wednesday morning or wedged in between Saturday or Sunday
“Someday” is only a figment of your imagination. Only you can turn it into today.
What will you make happen when you seize the day?
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