I slept later than usual this morning, reluctant to part from the company I was keeping between the sheets —
Throw back the sheets, I eventually did —
Breaking company with an old flame — uh, ok —
More like an old —
Hot water bottle.
But — hey.
It kept me warm and I — I needed it.
Believe me, it was hell to let it go. And, it didn’t happen overnight. And, yes —
You know as soon as I feel the slightest chill —
I will want to reach for it. Want to fill it to the brim with steaming hot water and jump back in the sack with it.
But — I won’t.
Nope — because this —
This is the year, you see. And I’ve got a big strong —
Wind on my side.
A wind to push me away from the moorings and remind me every step of the way in 2009 that this is the year to —
Oh, it’s a tall order I know. And while I’m not lookin’ for someone to keep the shivers away, I don’t intend to go it alone.
In addition to my mighty wind, I am gathering people to me who understand that giving birth is supposed to —
Hurt like hell.
I’m talkin’ about friends who will hold your hands, wipe your brow and let you scream it out —
People who will stand on the other side and cheer you on when the slack in the rope is gone and you decide to tap your reserves and —
not just stretch the cord —
But snap it.
Yes, for me —
This is the year to sever the ties that have been binding me —
And experience true freedom of movement.
Freedom to roam and soar — and most important —
Freedom to return.
Ahhhhhhh, this seems to encapsulate your pledge over our afternoon of knitting & wine. I love it as a reminder to ALL of us, no matter our age or status in life/relationship. 2009 will shine for YOU and those of us blessed to be in your party of friends. XXX