I’ve been mentally prepared for this trip for over a year. It’s been such a long year between the drawn out process of selling both a practice and a house coupled with the turmoil within the politics of my profession, that none of it seems real at this point. I have no idea what to expect and yet it doesn’t feel like a vacation or this amazing trip I’m about to embark on. The thoughts of all the sights and sounds is overwhelmed by the sense of needing to do something. Anything. But mostly to get the next stage of my life moving forward in its many different directions. Perhaps that is what bothers me most. Placing this self imposed pressure on myself to always have to be DOING something rather than just sitting still and enjoying life and just BEING. In the back of my mind I know that once we step onto the plane and leave all the loose ends and accounts we should have closed and paperwork I should have finished but doesn’t really matter, that I will find myself immersed in a journey of both self and soul with the two most amazing people I am blessed to travel this lifetime with.
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