After much ado about everything, I’m back to running in peachy Georgia! I moved down in early February of this year to help care for my 92-year-old mom. And just like that it’s been 9 months of life in the suburbs already! Time sure flies whether you’re having fun or not. To be fair, it hasn’t all been “unfun” but some time over the past ten years, I’ve discovered that I’m a city girl who likes to visit the country and not the other way around. Anyway, all water under the bridge as I’m here and determined to make the most of it. But it’s wild how seasons change and while you’re in one, more often than not, you can’t anticipate what’s to come. I always feel like if I know ahead of time, like have a little snippit into tomorrow, I can better prepare. Do you get what I mean? Hmm… if you think no, you’re right. I know that’s not true. There’s a reason God is God and I am not. I have to trust Him with the future and settle for today. Yet, taking things one day at a time is so contrary to my do-it-all or do-as-much-as-possible mindset. And so, I’m learning the pace of grace – grace for myself and for others. Yours truly is attending the school of life.
That being said, there are some perks to the peachy state. One of the two things I like (majorly) about being back is the warmer weather and the proximity to my family. I’m grateful to support them and in turn receive their support. Life transitions can be unsettling and induce all sorts of anxious thoughts if you can’t manage your expectations and adopt the right perspective. I’m grateful each day I get to choose to see the blessings all around me and embrace this season and all it brings, albeit sometimes a bit reluctantly – some days are tough y’all! In other good news on the proximity-to-family front, we’re having our first baby in the family in a few days! Obviously, yours truly is very excited, and pleased to be adopting the grand name of Loli to the babe. Huge smile and winks all around, it couldn’t have happened at a better time! Who knew but God. Serendipity or not, a baby certainly is the cream on top.
Peaches, check. Cream check. Now running, I’ve been thinking and running and running while thinking and it’s awesome the epiphanies that can be ushered in by a cooling breeze. It also helps that Autumn is the perfect season for seeing beauty form from the mundane. I cannot overlook the falling leaves, the vibrant colors, the sunshine caresses instead of burns, and the sudden descent of dusk amidst shorter days. This always highlights the seasonal nature of life to me, which makes me grateful all over again that I get to run. Seasons come and go and changes and transitions happen no matter if we want them to or not, but running remains among my most treasured long-lasting gifts. Over the years, I’ve only been derailed by two injuries, thank God, and the setbacks then actually served to have me work on other things that needed developing. How’s that for perspective! Lol, hindsight perspective anyway.
There are few things I’m certain of in this life, one is that God is in the details and another is that no matter where life takes me, just as long as I’m running, I’ll be ok. Until next week, I hope you’re running and I hope you’re ok too!
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