So last year my mantra had
been “she took a deep breath and let it go” Apparently Disney's
Elsa thought it would aid her concentration in meditation as well.
The year before that, it was “The Happiness Project” and this year
“Life's a Journey”. As I find myself pondering what 2015 will
bring, I keep reflecting on these past few years I have spent out
West and am overwhelmed with how much things have changed. How much
I have changed. Then I consider that perhaps things haven't changed
at all but I've unexpectedly learned to look at them differently.
Perhaps I haven't necessarily changed either but have finally found
the me that had existed from the beginning that somehow went adrift.
I can't describe the feelings in my heart when I left my beloved
VA/DC and the part of me that remained there. If it wasn't for my
Papa Bear and baby brother coming to scoop me up, I don't think I
would have been brave enough to leave. “Brave enough to break my
own heart”. Or maybe I would have found the strength but I am
certain I would still be in Nebraska somewhere, lost without those
two. What once felt like I was no longer in one piece now feels more
like a process somewhat closer to a completion. I don't ever want to
take for granted feeling the breeze on my face again or in this Logan
Winter case, the frostbite on my face. Life is sweet and people are
beautiful. I leave tomorrow to spend Thanksgiving with some of my
most favorite people. I'm thankful I'm close enough to make it
to home sweet home for Thanksgiving. I'm thankful for a precious
friend Heavenly Father knew I needed to live three houses down from,
for cute boys who treat me well, good friends that feel like family and a c
ozy little house. I'm thankful for the combination of hot
cocoa, french vanilla cream and marshmallows.
I'm thankful for the
Temple, which is truly Heaven on Earth, my Papa Bear, Cute Little
Mama, amazing siblings and seriously the cutest nieces and nephews on
earth.
Happiest of Thanksgivings, Come what may and love it 2015.
