…recently it came to me, that for the first time in a very long time, I am really happy. I wasn’t actually unhappy, or sad. Just not happy.
This first began to dawn on me a couple of weeks ago while driving home from Chico. I had been smiling everytime I headed for the “Riverboat House” from the very first day that I moved there. I LOVE it here in this house. The river and peace and quiet and fresh air and cool breezes and just everything about living here – I LOVE it!
But, what I noticed was that I was enjoying the drive. I had not enjoyed driving since I rolled my truck last year. That’s putting it mildly. I was terrified to drive. I would go 20 mph rather then try to pass another car. Coming anywhere near a big rig was torture. Heart pounding. Hard to breath. Terrible tightness in the chest. Hands clenched on the steering wheel. Horrible!
But, there I was, driving along and feeling relaxed and glad to be on the road. Going home. Amazing!
This is now my home. The Riverboat House. I share it with Charlie Bear and Ty and a few other fur babies. I have the rescue girls who I love and admire so much. I have old friends and new ones and something important to give my time and energy to. This is where I belong and need to be. This is where I am happy.
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