I moved permanently to Winslow last Christmas. I drug my feet the whole way. I did not want to leave my nice house and nice things in Dewey (Prescott). When you move into a completely furnished house, there is little room to bring everything (anything) you own. Fortunately, my daughter is still living in the other house and I can go home to it occasionally.
I have been pouting for 6 months about having to move here. I lost my mountains to hike in. I lost my friends to work out with. I felt like I was giving up everything. It just didn't seem fair. So what have I done? Stopped everything. Stopped hiking, stopped working out, stopped living. You know what? It's not much fun. My body is getting weaker, while my butt is getting bigger. It is time to stop blaming Winslow for my lack of ambition.
I planted a garden this year. It is tough to grow anything here. It takes a lot of work. The dirt requires a lot of cultivating, the water isn't the best. Some of the things I planted have grown, some have not. I think it is the same with me. Slowly I can test the ground. I may not have the beautiful mountains to hike in. I may not have all my "things" from Dewey. I do however have the ability to make a new start here. There are new friends. There are new places to explore.
| The cantaloupe is going crazy! |
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