The summer that I worked at a law firm, I chose one in London that was known for specializing in International Law. When I signed on, I guess I had these visions of flying off for weeks at a time to places like Brussels and Rome and Geneva. I imagined working during the week and exploring these new cities on the weekend. I pictured myself sitting in tiny cafes and meandering down lost side streets. Eating new food and falling in love with the globe one city center at a time. It seemed like the perfect world. One where this thing that you did for a living could give you a life you never dreamed of.
Of course, I wasn’t long at the law firm before I realized that the most any of us would ever see of these far off cities was the inside of a board room. We would likely fly in for a day and out the next making sure to maximize our billable hours. And Belgian, Italian or Swiss…if you’ve seen one board room, trust me you’ve seen them all.
So last week, as Justin & I held hands and meandered down lost side streets & lingered in tiny cafes, it was not lost on me that we woke up one day and are now living my dream. One where we work a lot to make a living together, but in the process of doing so….we are also building a life. Our life. One where we get to set the rules. And the success of our trip is not measured in negotiations or client billable hours, but in the moments that we’ll look back on one day when we’re 80 and say…we sure knew what it was to live.
Today it is my hope for you & for all of us that whatever dream we’re chasing….we’ll find a way to make not just a living but a LIFE doing what we love.
I think our 80 year old selves will thank us.
Go get it,
SO thankful to my beautiful friend, Anouschka Rokebrand, and her husband Ray who made this trip possible in the first place! Love you girl! xoxo