Grounding moments…

Since June 13th, I have spent enormous amounts of time dedicated to learning, researching, understanding, the macro and micro views, and just overall consumed with educating myself so as to be as prepared as possible on my journey to a new normal. I recognize that I couldn’t talk about anything else and my family and friends were the victims of my obsessive state. I know they wouldn’t consider themselves victims, but you get the picture. Much has passed and there is so much more coming, some that I know of and some that won’t surprise me when they do. I just recognized that I needed to gain more balance. I can say that as of late, I know that although my passion and drive remains the same, I am just more aware of keeping it check when socializing. I still have a long way to go, so I keep trying.

In all of the darkness surrounding me, it’s been the little things that remind me of all the light and goodness in my life. I have truly been blessed with the most amazing friends and support network. I have a family that even when they don’t understand me, they support me and love me unconditionally. I have truly been blessed with the absolute yin to my yang with my better half. I have a happy and healthy biological child and three of the most amazing humans that I know, that I am honored to be called Mimsy to.

The little things have really piled up this week and for me it’s important to honor them by speaking of them.

Entering the world of homeschooling is one of the most dynamic and incredible experiences I have had. I have begun to meet families of all walks of life that homeschool. I have been exposed to local business’ that open up their doors for homeschool opportunities. I have made friends with some of the most incredible people. This week we took a field trip to a local farm. The family welcomed a group of about 50 parents and kids to learn about sustainable farming and humane animal tending. We were able to see how the animals were raised and fed. We even purchased the farm’s grass fed beef and free range chicken. I was truly tickled to meet the farmers and learn everything that I did. Such a fun learning experience to share with my wingman.

I have been heavily involved with one of my close girlfriend’s journey to and through mediation. We were chatting this past week and she shared of her pain in processing the emotions that accompany her new normal. She spoke of self doubt and was overwhelmingly sad. I once again empathized with her pain and sadness and then switched it up. I was overcome with conviction and perspective to tell her how proud I was of her. I didn’t say it to cheer her up, I said it because I saw that her sadness was temporarily clouding her true core. I just needed to provide reminders of how far she has come BY HERSELF. How only SHE came to recognize her errs and instead of falling back to old habits, SHE confronted them and took accountability for them and has continued to do so ever since. She deserved to be reminded that her journey thus far has been done through her finding her truth and then never waning. Gentle reminders to feel the pain, process it and release what doesn’t serve her. This is her new normal to create for her family so as her friend, I stand beside to gently remind her of just how strong she decided to be. So excited for her!

I close my blog with a gushy heart. My better half just “does”. He runs circles around me and although I probably should be bothered by that, I’m just not. I recognize that although we are both driven in similar ways, we have different paths to accomplishing the same goal. Here’s a perfect example. I have been forever relieved of my laundry duties in our house. Can’t say that I’m not too upset about that one either. He just does it better all around and we both know it. How lucky am I? He and I both share a love for line dried bed sheets. With the gorgeous sunshine and warmer temperatures, my better half awoke before the sunrise to wash the sheets and comforter for our bed, to maximize natural drying time. It’s important to note the reason he awoke so early. The night prior we had used a different comforter because the one that I love was being washed. I had a complete brat attack this morning because I slept so crappy with the interim comforter. Instead of engaging in my nonsense he instead treated me with kindness and not only immediately washed my preferred and favorite comforter but he hung it outside all day in the sun to dry. I pulled them off the line tonight and the smell of fresh air consumed me. I know it’s crazy to get so excited about sheets, but I appreciate the little things like this. I am so excited to climb into those sheets tonight. Fresh, clean, and smells like fresh air and a grateful heart for a partner that loves me through brat attacks.

“Spend the day appreciating every little thing that comes your way, and you’ll end the day feeling deeply grateful for your life.”

So much love and respect.

Xo -e