Is It Too Late to Reclaim a Dream ?
I am quailified to answer this: HELL NO!
The luxury of time. Time to read books. Time to sit and bask in the warmth of a day with nothing urgent calling.
That’s what I used to think money would give me: not just things, but the luxury of time
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But lately… time feels different.
Because I turned 70 this year. And the very idea of time has shifted in my bones.
I don’t have an endless supply of it anymore—not in the way we all pretend to when we’re younger.
Life expectancy is no longer a vague concept. It’s math.
And I’ll be honest: that makes me uncomfortable.
I sit in meetings with city leaders about revitalizing our downtown. And I hear phrases like “ten-year plan” and “by 2035,” and I want to scream:
“Get ON with it! We don’t have that kind of time!”
I don’t want to die watching blueprints.
I want to see flowers blooming on the sidewalk. I want to sit at the café we talked about building. I want to see this vision come to life while I’m still fully in mine.
I know I’ll see some of it. But probably not all.
And that stirs something deep in me.
It makes me ask a question I don’t think I’ve ever said out loud:
Is it too late to reclaim a dream at this stage of life?
I don’t think so.
In fact, I think reclaiming our dreams in this season might be more powerful than it ever was before.
Because now we know what it’s like to live under the weight of expectations.
We’ve done what was right, responsible, required. We’ve carried others. We’ve held it all together.
And now? Now we want to live.
I’ve got a hunger right now. A nagging little pull inside me that says, get moving, girl.
I want to see beauty bloom in my lifetime. I want to taste what I’ve been dreaming.
I don’t want to plan ten years out—I want to feel ten years deep right now.
My Neighbor Terry
And then I look at my neighbor Terry.
She’s in her late 70s. Moved across the country a few years ago to start over near her son and daughter-in-law. She knew no one. Had no circle. No history here.
Now? She’s thriving.
A proud member of the garden club. Sells Mary Kay like it’s a sacred mission. Jets off to regional and national meetings with sparkle in her eyes and a carry-on full of lip gloss and possibility.
Terry is living.
She’s not waiting for the end. She’s riding the wave while she still can.
And every time I see her, I remember—this isn’t about age. This is about aliveness.
No, I don’t think stepping into our dreams is futile.
I think it’s the very thing that returns us to joy. To well-being. To ourselves.
Not because we have decades to build an empire.
But because we have this day to feel more alive. And then maybe the next. And maybe the next.
And maybe that’s the real luxury time gives us:
Not leisure. But presence.
Not a long timeline. But a deep now.
I don’t want to waste that.
And if you’re reading this, maybe you don’t either.
So let’s stop worrying about how long we have.
And start asking:
How true can I be in the time I’ve got left?
Because that, my love, is how we bloom—even at 70.
Just ask Terry.
If You’re Done Waiting and Ready to Reclaim What’s Yours
This isn’t about having decades left. It’s about living FULLY in the time you DO have.
Right now, I’m in the middle of a 4-week live Breakthrough Workshop with my paid subscribers. We’re walking through the work of reclaiming dreams, breaking patterns, and building lives that feel ALIVE—not “appropriate.”
We’re on Week 1. Which means you can still join and experience the remaining 3 weeks live.
Join The Daily RE-WIRE before January 30th and you’ll get:
✨ The Breakthrough Workbook (free—this is what we’re using in the workshop)
✨ A “We Don’t Retire, We ReWire” mug (free—because you deserve something tangible)
✨ 10% off your annual subscription (because time matters and I don’t want money to be the thing that stops you)
✨ Access to the remaining 3 weeks of live Breakthrough sessions (Tuesdays at 7PM Eastern)
This offer ends January 30th.
Not because I’m trying to create urgency.
But because at 70, I’m done pretending we have forever.
Join The Daily RE-WIRE here—sale ends Jan 30
We don’t have ten years to wait for the flowers to bloom.
We have NOW.
And NOW is when we reclaim the dream.
xo,
Monica
Heart it if you’re done waiting. Comment with one dream you’re reclaiming—even if you don’t know how long you have.
Monica, I so appreciate your ability to put ideas that float in our heads into words (at least in the heads of some...). And after I read these words, they make me think, think again, rethink, reflect, and see that I can rewire my mind to a much improved 'wiring' based on deeper awareness of the effects of the previous wiring. All dreams can be claimed, old and new, why not?
This is so true Monica. Thank you for putting it into words!