A Season For All Things

I see with the handy-dandy blogger tool...that it has been over a month since I've sat down with my words.  It has been an interesting month, to say the least.  I've been cruising along, wrapped up in my own existence, anguish, and thoughts that I haven't stepped outside of myself to think abroad.  When I took 10 minutes to talk to myself (Yes, outloud thank you!)  I realized I am a pretty damn amazing woman.  I'm strong...  I'm powerful...  I'm a SURVIVOR...   Surviving gets old.  I'm tired of just surviving.  A SURVIVOR  (the difference here is the "all capitals" :p  )  is one who says "Life, I am tired of plodding through you, whining about my issues, wishing things were different, and hoping for a change.I am going to pick myself up, change the directions of my sails, and head off into a different horizon.  Knowing I am in charge of my destiny.  I also know I am not alone in this journey.  I will accept whomever you place in my path.  Embrace them.  Love them.  Let them go or carry them with me. Be it as a beautiful memory or as the strength they need during their tough times.  I have proven the strength within again and again.  Let me show you, Life, that I can do it again."  I am ready to take Life by the tail, swing it 'round and 'round over my head, and let out a whoop of victory.  Now, where to start??  At the beginning is the best bet, isn't it always? 

I realize that I haven't...yet told the Florida story.  I haven't updated many of the wild1s adventures. (There have been quite a few funny stories I have meant to share!!)  Those will come.  The journey I am planning on embarking upon will definitely be fodder for a blog.  Where else can I make you laugh and cry and roll your eyes at me?  Well, besides work, public places, and crazy text messages!!  LOL  I plan to make it a point before this week is over to sit down and write out our Florida adventure.  I have the first day already written out and just need to transfer it over to here.  Things may be out of order for a bit, not just in my blog, but in my personal life as well.  That puts a heaviness upon my heart that with certain breaths seems too hard to bear.  With the intake of the next breath I feel such a peace within that I feel like I am aglow.  My friends, those I hold nearest and dearest, will always be there.  To hold my hand, dry my tears, and celebrate my victories.  I look forward to sharing my adventures over the next few months, along with holding the hands of those I love while they walk their own journey.  It's a new year y'all....I plan to make it mine.  Wanna come with me?

~trish




Though the tide sweeps in and erases all evidence of our existence, the footprints upon my heart will last forever.