I had wanted to visit Italy for a long time, to marvel at The Coliseum and The Sistine Chapel in Rome and the Statue of David and Il Duomo in Florence.
I say I wanted to go, but I never did anything to get me there, never even researched the cost of airfare. Visiting Italy was one of those things I put off for “someday”.
Then something unexpected happened.
My daughter married into the military and guess where she’d be living for the next few years…
You got it. Italy!
Suddenly a trip to Italy became more about seeing my daughter than seeing the ruins of Rome or any of Italy’s amazing artifacts. Way more important than any of those things, I missed my daughter and she was there.
Having her there was a game-changer for me.
After all those years of wanting to go, that’s what finally got me there.
Of course, while I was there I’d visit some of those amazing places I’d always dreamed of visiting, but that was just a bonus.
The highlight of the trip was visiting with my daughter and son-in-law and my grand dog, but the tourist part was pretty awesome too.
What took me so long to do it?
After a day in Rome, I wondered why I hadn’t come sooner. Going to Italy is something I’d wanted to do ever since I can remember. Of all the countries I’d ever wanted to visit, Italy was at the top of the list.
I’ve been fascinated with Italy since I was in high school when I first read Shakespeare’s plays, many of which were set in Italy, like Julius Caesar, Romeo and Juliet, Othello, and when I learned about The Italian Renaissance.
I took History of Western Civilization my first year of college and listened in awe as my professor described the cathedrals and great works of art of The Italian Renaissance.
I even took a semester of Italian and an Italian Civilization class when I was probably 20.
And now I’m a few months away from celebrating my 56th birthday. I figure I’ve had more than 30 years to make my “someday” happen. Sure, it’s not cheap, but even saving $20 a month toward a trip to Italy would have gotten me there by my 40th birthday.
It wasn’t so difficult to do. What took me so long to get to there?
I realized that I’d made Italy a “someday” wish instead of taking the steps to make it a reality. All these years I’d settled on experiencing Italy through textbooks, literature, and other people’s experiences.
When I thought of it as something I’d like to do “someday”, I put it way in the back of my mind out of reach.
Excuses, obstacles, and other reasons.
This experience has me wondering what else I’ve put off for “someday”. Now I know there’s no good reason to wait.
Waiting for someday takes time for granted. I want to stop doing that.
Do you have something you’re putting off for “someday”?