Another beginning

When I think back, I can remember a time when waking up in the morning was accompanied by the strong want to pull the covers over my head and hibernate. Of course I didn’t. Whenever I’ve allowed myself to sulk in self-pity, it’s been short lived. I have responsibilities and, quite frankly, I haven’t the time.

This year there is an awareness that I may be in a new place. It snuck up on me but I have noticed that I am more or less content with my life these days. Sure, I want more: more stability, financial stability, and more [what ever]. But this thing I’ve got going is good. I’ve got a good job, good home, and good people around me. What more could I ask for?

I know that there will still be sad days that spring up from time to time, but today I am embracing the new awareness of yet another beginning.

I must admit, I hesitate to post this…

You may recall that last year, after the shedding of many tears at the finish line in Napa, I was very positive moving into the 2-year mark. Then, I was knocked off my rocker so-to-speak when the treadmill and I had our “falling out.” The scars from that experience are ever present both emotionally and physically.

But I NEED to take notice of the good — and embrace it.