Glorious gifts of God not tossed aside ...

Here are the roadposts directing me on this journey, falling before my feet. A change in careers, a change in residence, a change in my perspective on relationships and life. Megan and I had a most fun girl-filled weekend. Self-pedicures and manicures and facials. Model posing pictures. Walks along the danforth in the pouring rain. Dancing and singing to music in the dining room. I am beginning to see and feel and experience all that has been missing in my life for the past few years. Though thankful for the experience I am also grateful for the opportunity to break free of those chains that bound me. Received a phone call yesterday morning to 'check my mailbox'. In it was a single white envelope with my name written on the front. Opening it up I felt that blooming giddiness that's been absent for so long. Inside the most tender poem and a tiny little flower from the trip we took to the forest last week. My connection with him is so effortless. I adore and admire his strength, independence and compassion. His grace in life and commitment to life. Our week together has been most magical ...