2015
It was something I had to do on my own, kinda like being born and dying. We come into this world alone, we die alone. No one can do it for us. I put on my big girl britches and did what had to be done. I was nervous beyond belief but was not going to let fear rule my life ever again. I can't honestly say I've not let fear sneak into my world. When I do feel fear, I deal quickly.
Every personal belonging was crammed into this UHAUL Funny, isn't it, how decades of living fits into such a tiny space. And I've unloaded more since the move. Crazy how we spend all our lives working for stuff just to end up giving it all away.
I was late getting on my way this day. I stopped long enough to top off the gas tank and snap some quick pics, at Sam’s in College Station. I didn’t allow myself to think too far ahead, one step at a time, overwhelming emotions locked down, tight. I wasn’t brave, conversely, I wasn’t afraid. Getting from point A to point B was my mission, dealing with pesky details as they arose. (D, only turn into a parking lot where you can pull your small train forward and onward, being the first detail. Worked for me. Though I back a boat or trailer better than most, my lovely UHAUL back window was blocked. Fortunately, I use side mirrors most. An extra rear view mirror peek wasn’t available.)
Truly this was a faith move.
Live a good life.
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