I’m not even sure where it all begins and ends. I’m normally not ok with that, but I am now.
After the engagement, I threw myself in planning: engagement party, invites, Pinterest boards, etsy favourites, learning the hard way that American invite sizes and Australian envelopes don’t match up.
I machined out engagement party invites.
I finally stopped the machine today. I took a breath. Head above water. I hide in machine tasks. ‘Get ‘er done!’ I forget, often, to breath in lives moments of beauty. Expel immense graditude.
I leaned my head back and closed my eyes against the sun as the tears I’d expected earlier at the bridge began to seep from my eyes. Thank you, I thought over and over again. Thank you. Not just for the long walk, but for everything I could feel finally gathered up inside of me -Cheryl Strayed “Wild”
The last bit. That bit. That’s how I’m feeling.