This has been a busy and really FAST couple of weeks! The trip to Tennessee and bookend stayovers in Kentucky took me to Tuesday. Thursday was a quick overnight to the other side of the state. I no sooner got back into town late yesterday afternoon when the phone started ringing. Drinks and apps with one friend, several phone calls when I got home, then a later dinner with another group of friends. I have never socialized as much in my life as I have here in WV. I have met some of the nicest people and reconnected with friends from high school that I hadn't seen in years.
I can always tell when my vibe is on the wrong frequency by who is coming into my life. I sincerely believe we attract the kind of energy we put out. I look at the people coming into my life lens and they invariably tell me where my brain is. When I'm in this really great space, I get these really great people who show up with cool energy that syncs with mine. When I'm off, or thinking negatively about someone or something, I can just about count on someone crotchety crossing my path. I mean, it's not always that way, but enough to see a pattern. Then there's days like today that make you scratch your head.
I've been thinking about this YOLO mentality. You only live once. Absolutely NOT TRUE. Unless you've been resuscitated after a medical emergency, you only DIE once. Every day you wake up on the right side of the grass is an opportunity to live again. Every…single…day. What are you going to do with your time here? It doesn't last forever, you know. I've already wasted SO much of what I have been allotted. I could leave this restaurant that I'm sitting in as I write this and get hit by a bus. That makes this next hour really precious, doesn't it? So, I'll really enjoy this chili relleno and chips, I'll browse in the antique store next door, and look both ways when I cross the street.
Wow, what a day! Slow start then headed to the Country Living Fair. I didn't find anything for decorating my camper. I did, however, find a cute little summer dress. :-)
We've walked a hundred miles today! Ok, maybe not a hundred, but a lot! We're heading back to the park to prepare for the party tonight. BBQ and live music! Yeehaw!!!
Oh….I dearly love my coffee. I have so little storage space in this camper but by golly, I've got a top of the line burr grinder, a Peugeot hand grinder, three French presses, a drip coffee maker and an espresso machine. I have three kinds of coffee, flavorings, sweeteners. I have insulated cups, a big cappuccino cup, and a little blue coffee mug with a white bow on it from Tiffany. I have no shame. I am a coffee snob. I'm a complicated woman with a complicated coffee order. (Venti, non-fat, extra hot, no foam, two stevia latte, please.)
The summer after Mr. Virgo died, I began what I referred to as "The Grand Adventure". Not only was I going out in the world to do and see things I had never experienced before, I was also doing it all alone…for the first time in my life. I had taken respite weekends before, but nothing like I was about to face. It was daunting and exhilarating, melancholic and joyful. It was a time of many violent shifts in my psyche, my mood, my thinking. I wasn't at all sure I could DO it…period. Let alone, do it alone. But I knew I needed to. I needed to take the first step down the path or I would never make it through the valley of death that is grief.
