My final day of freedom

Ok, that sounds a bit grim.

I am looking forward to seeing those faces again.  I don’t quite miss them yet, but I do look forward to having them here in what has been my space for nearly three days.

Last night I stayed up until midnight to work on my albums.  I slept soundly and woke up at 9, feeling rested and rejuvenated.  Then I got dressed and headed to the chiropractor, from where I drove to Seward Co-op for a hot breakfast and coffee from the deli, which I ate while reading the early edition of the Sunday Pioneer Press.

It was pure delight.

On the way home, I stopped at the Goodwill and bought a few more books for Mia’s collection.

Now I am at home and cleaning a bit, not because I have to, but because I want to.  I want the girls’ room to be clean and neat for their return home.  Ok, maybe I do miss them.  Just a little.

Between spurts of cleaning the house and reprimanding our rambunctious kitten, I am finishing up my album that I started last night and uploading lots of pictures and videos online.

I am also thinking much about the book on CD I’ve been listening to in the car, Ten Lessons to Transform Your Marriage by John Gottman.  It is incredible.  This absolutely will change me and my marriage for the better, and I can’t wait to share what I’ve learned with Alan.

On this final day of my freedom vacation, I am in awe and filled with gratitude for the gifts I have in my life and for the person that I am.  I am re-committed to giving myself room for me, for having time like this where I do things that make me happy.  Giving myself space is good for everyone around me, too.  It is a gift to myself and to the world; it will bring out the best I have to offer.

This vacation was my first of the like, but will not be my last.  This marks the beginning of a new chapter, one in which I make room for joy and pleasure, one in which I make room for me.

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