First off, thanks for all the kind words on my last post. I got a couple comments, emails and facebook messages, and I appreciate everyone's words.
Yesterday, I went running. Up into Forest Park. It was so cold my eyes were streaming tears and I was having to wipe them away every few feet. Once into the park, I just stopped running and stood still for what seemed a long time. It is so beautiful and quiet up there and I just started to think.
I might not be doing exactly what I want to do. I might not really like my job, or really like that I don’t have a career path, but I have so many things going for me.
I have the most amazing husband who supports me in everything. He is there whenever I need to vent, yell, cry, laugh, dream, talk, or be silent. He is always surprising me with kind things and he is always trying to help me figure out where I am meant to go.
I live in the most gorgeous city. In fact, I live in the North West. Everything is beautiful here. I love that I have a huge park out my back door, a city to my front. I can rent a car and be at the ocean or skiing on top of a mountain in 1 hour flat.
I have the most adorable studio. I love our space. It is so small and cute and perfect. It forces us to take a look at things and ask, do we really need this? We don’t have more than we need and we don’t have less.
I am strong. I am proud of all that I have accomplished so far. I have been so many places and done so many things. Why am I not more proud of that? I worked hard to support Eric. I work hard to make sure we have delicious food on the table at night. I work hard keeping our space clean and tidy. I work hard.
I guess what I am trying to say, is, I am learning to be content. Take one day at a time. Focus on what I can do this minute. I have goals. I have dreams. I have plans. But as great as those are, I am trying to enjoy where I am right now.
And that place is right here.