The days are getting shorter again. The nights are cooler. Summer is dwindling.
Yesterday was my last day at my full-time, steady-paycheck, benefits-providing, paid-vacation job. I’m officially out in the open now. I was panicked at the beginning of the week, but now I feel oddly calm. Things are brewing. I am trusting that money will come when I need it, and that the experience will make me stronger, more well-rounded, and ready to face anything.
And that is truly how I feel. Like I’ve packed my two boxy suitcases and set them down at the start of a long, open road. I’ve always loved the feel of the wind in my hair. I can’t help thinking that some of the wind is you. That comforts me.
Whatever lies ahead of me, today I feel successful. I feel proud. I’ve done it. I’ve seen the unhappiness in my eyes and responded to it, turned it around, made it better. I did it. I’m doing it. I’m making it all happen.
In this moment, I am filled with gratitude I cannot quantify.
Please be with Mom if you can. She needs you now. And I thank you for all you are to me. As fall closes in on me, I feel strength I’ve never felt at this time of year. I know that it is at least in part, you, the wind in my hair.
With love and gratitude,