For me, I mean. School’s out. I just have to submit grades.
And, as with any beginning, I have my goals.
The biggest goal of all is to enjoy.
I’ve never allowed myself to just live.
And I haven’t had the best of times the last few months. I’ve let this influence me. The sadness. The heartbreak.
Before me now is five months–with WIFYR (www.wifyr.com) stuffed in the middle–of enjoying being with Carolina. Taking a trip with a few of my girls. Polishing and organizing. Visiting Rick. Catching up with people I haven’t seen in a while. And writing.
How I love writing. And hate it, too.
And how I love rewriting.
How I love sexy new projects.
I’ve got all that before me.
Plus, guess what? I even jogged today. Not very far. And real slow. R-E-A-L slow. So slowly that Carolina walked beside me and said “Mom. ” And I was like, “Run. A. Head. Pl. Ease.”
I have second hand smoker’s lungs (thanks southern family o’ mine) and so I can’t breathe easily. Is this why I’ve had the cough now for years? (This better not be serious–but the allergy pills didn’t help. The asthma stuff didn’t help. The cough medicine didn’t help.)
What’s before you?
Is it dark?
Can you find light in that darkness?
Is it joy?
Does it include children? Lovers? Books? Friends? Food? Serving? Being served?
Perhaps is should include all of that.
And a good dog.