There is no other word to describe it....
I've been gone almost 7 week's...
And I no longer feel at home in my home....
Working is easy... laughing with my team...
Getting back into a rhythm...
Being excited about my newest condo project, and my clients...
Knowing that if I step into the office a warm face will great me....
Running and cycling with friends...
Laughing... connecting....
it's all so easy....
Yet....
I'm not at home... when I'm home....
I don't know what to do with myself....
I am restless....
Longing for a mountain bike ride, or a run on some trails far away....
Last night I ran at my new house for the first time...
Just me....
A lonely country road and a sunset....
It was healing...
Its time to move on to this next chapter...
To move from one place to the next...
This precious gift to myself...
That was found because it was found....
not because I needed it...
Not because I had to leave past memories behind...
but because I deserve this new life....
Because I'm no longer broken....
And for once... I know that is true....
I am whole.... I am strong, confident, secure...
I am going to make it....
on my own....
There is no greater gift.
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