In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Out of Reach.” Write about the one X that got away — a person, an experience, a place you wanted to visit. How much would you change about your life to have it within reach again?
There is this person — I’ve written about him already. The story is truly romantic and many of my blog readers believe it’s not over.
But part of me, of course, wishes it weren’t. Still, I learned NOT to listen to my mother from that experience. She knew a LOT but she didn’t know what was going to happen in THAT story in MY life.
There is an experience, though…
I was in San Diego, sitting at a dining table with people I knew. One of them — the host — was a new friend. He was starting up an outdoor adventure company that was going to offer horse back riding tours in Mongolia. He needed an American who could manage in Chinese. I was both those things at that time (1985). I didn’t really understand what he was saying. It sounded like a pipe-dream.
It wasn’t. It became Boojum Adventures and I could have gotten in on the ground floor.
At this point, I don’t know what I’d do to get a second chance at the experience. I think I made the right choice. I think adventures like that were important to me as dreams. I think my own life — as it worked out — was the adventure belonging to me. For extra points, which of the two photos is Mongolia and which is the San Luis Valley? ❤