10/9/2022
Last year, I went to the Haunted Haunt at Kings Dominion with my sister and a few of her friends. We went through a couple haunted mazes, rode a couple of the rides, and enjoyed the spookiness around each corner.
I forgot how much sometimes I like to be scared. Not afraid, but scared. That adrenaline rush you get from something popping out from behind a grave stone. It's different then being afraid. Being afraid sounds heavier and not really as fun.
Maybe it's just me.
It was Day 3 of this new life chapter I had begun. I remember feeling a rollercoaster of emotions and while my delay wasn't life or death, it still felt heavy. Which now, looking back at it, seemed so silly.
I legit was in tears or holding back tears some days, but do remember trying to remind myself of the things I was grateful for. I noticed how a simple gratitude practice can lighten the heavy days.
And my practice is really simple:
I write down 5 things I am grateful for. Big or small. It doesn't matter. I find sometimes the smaller things are the ones we tend to overlook.
Today's been rainy and gloomy, pretty on par for this time of the year. The main reason I'm headed south.
Honestly, this past couple months at the the Battle Ground residence has been so needed and much appreciated. It was nice to be in stable home after so much instability.
Don't get me wrong, I enjoyed being on the road, but the pace I was at wasn't ideal and I’m looking forward to slow things down. That was the point of all this- to slow things down…
Says the girl who has 1000 things planned until December and then into January. Baha, anyone?
Funny enough, this time last year, I’m pretty sure the universe was trying to remind me to do just this - slow down.
I really have enjoyed my time here in this part of the country and looking forward to coming back here.
I’m not saying that I’m already planning my trip back, but I may have. 😅