Friday, June 24, 2011

One Year -OR- How I work ©2011

It's been a year since that day that I packed up my stuff and got on a plane from Portland, OR to Lexington, KY.

It's been a year since I slept alone, when I could sleep, with the glow from Eddie the Shipboard's Computer's screen softly lighting the room.

It's been a year since I've stopped feeling nauseous, stopped twitching and stopped feeling like there was a hole in the middle of me.

It's been a year since I've left the people I loved and held dear in order to start again somewhere else where I now have new people I love and hold dear.


Mainly, it's been a year since I set out to do what a lot of people didn't understand, what I felt was best for me and what some people didn't think would work. I took a chance and I think it's paid off rather well. I'm a happier, smarter and better me. People don't always understand the chances taken, the things I do, nor the moves I make. It's sad to lose people, but I have to remain true to me, so I take my chances. If I do it well enough, a good chunk of those people aren't lost, just not so near in proximity.

Today I choose to remember those I've met in my life, near and far, who remain by me or have left. There are bittersweet memories, but there are also some very triumphant ones.

To everyone that's been there for me and with me, I thank you. My life is better because of you, if only through a lesson, an inspiration, or the drive to prove that I'm right for me whether you understand it or not.

To taking chances in life - may all of you feel it's the most important thing you ever do!