Had some time this afternoon so stopped by one of my favorite spots on the lake, Kershaw Park. I took refuge here when we had our home up for sale. It was a very stressful time.
Now I’m only two weeks into our new home in Florida at this point. Still unpacking… yet found my way back to perform a meaningful keynote address at a local caregiver conference yesterday. This was scheduled at least six months ago. My husband and I love our new home, our new community, and our new neighbors and friends. I actually didn’t want to come back, except for my talk and connecting with friends. And I can’t wait to go home.
But somehow I needed to visit the lake and revisit what happened this summer. I haven’t been by my old house. I want the future, not the past. But please know I treasure all that happened there. I am crossing over into making yet another new life for myself. That makes me smile.
I prayed for patience, understanding and the fulfillment of dreams here at the lake. I remember being here once in a wind storm. The branches bending as far as they could without breaking, the water crashing in waves onto the beach as if the lake was angry, and the wind swirling in all directions. This was exactly what I was like on the inside. I tried so hard to be positive and I think I was a lot of the time but it wasn’t easy. At times, things felt completely out of my control. And they were. Another time, perhaps, I’ll write about the obstacles that came along. Some now make me just shake my head in disbelief. Some still scare me when I think about them.
But I just kept going. Kept holding on to the dream. Until suddenly it was done. Praise God and the Universe because they delivered. It is still a bit surreal. This is a process.
Today, the lake is calm, barely a ripple. Some high clouds cover the sun but it brightens the hills. The foliage is gorgeous and evidence of a change in season is everywhere. Including inside me.
Blessings all and make today a good day,