Morning Walks

I get up every morning with somehow enough energy to go on a walk with the little. My body feels squishy when I don’t.

I’ll either listen to a podcast or just stare at the flowers and enjoy the silence. I think about the impermanence this moment or season has…I don’t have any “work” responsibilities and the whole idea of being away from the family for more than an hour upon my return has me a little shook.

I love smelling the grassy, wild field of black eyed Susan’s when passing by just to make the moment last a little longer.

It’s like I’m on summer vacation and I’m dreading going back to school, but at the same time excited for that feeling of “newness” and soon to be crunchy leaves.

These feelings come and go and I know it’s all apart of the growing process (growing pains, actually). The only thing getting me through is that I’ve done this all before, but that’s just it…I feel like it’s more painful this time, like I have more people to miss and just want my tiny baby close to me.

I’ve taken this time off so far to reflect and focus on areas of my life that were lacking, things like every aspect of finances (yay), personal growth, family building, fitness and nutrition and a new appreciation for resealable frozen food bags (I mean seriously)….

these things will be a constant, but the summer heat will slowly decrease as fall creeps in and I’m going to have to find a new place for my morning walks when it starts to get too cold……I think I’m getting ahead of myself here.

I’m excited, yet nervous to leave this chapter behind but there’s a new beginning approaching soon and I can feel my whole being preparing to step into bigger shoes.

Here goes nothin.

-Liz

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