The Checklist I Didn't Know I Had

This May, at month's end,

marks two years I've been out west.

 And you really wouldn't believe all the adventures I've had.

All the things that I've seen, and all the things that I've done,

that I know may seem just plain old ordinary to most people,

but you see,

to me- they've been extraordinary.

I buckled my feet into skis,

and I ran my first race.

I shucked oysters, pulled fresh from the bay.

I filled weekends hiking longer and farther then my legs knew they could climb.

I was accepted as a member to a board which supports an incredible cause.

I sniffed and I swirled and I tasted wine fit for a king.

I have stopped and seen seals bobbing up and down in the bay.

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 I witnessed whales gliding majestically through the pacific.

I've met interesting people and devoted friends. 

I allowed my heart to guide the way, 

and, er, in one instance, my head may have been too far in the clouds.

I have felt scared, and anxious and sometimes lonely. 

But... Ive also experienced joy, and pride 

and the overwhelming sensation of pure satisfaction,

for a job well done

for a fear conquered

for turning disbelief into reality

for challenging my mind and pushing my body

for making the smallest 

and simplest pleasures 

special. 

xo

Sherbet Sunrises

I had a day that left me wishing-

nope- pining for a getaway.

Tedious projects; impossible deadlines.

Conversations that inspired a lot of wincing,

followed by a lot of eye rolling.

I want to dig my painted toes into the sand

and splash salt water on my cheeks.

I want to dance under a low, heavy hanging pink moon,

 and wake up to a sherbet splashed sunrise.

I want to spend my days collecting shells,

 and smelling like coconut.

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I'd like to link hands with handsome man,

and hum along to a steel drum band.

I'd like to eat fruit that I pluck, straight from a tree,

and braid my hair with a hibiscus tucked behind my ear.

I want to go to bed counting the freckles on my nose, 

and the fish in the ocean,

and the stars in the sky. 

Instead, I laid my head in my hands 

and shook my mind back to now.

It was a long day.

 A day that is strung into a series of long weeks.

Sigh.

Here's to sweet dreams 

and sunny shorelines... 

soon.

 

Eastover!

It's a double header this weekend! 

Happy Passover.

Happy Easter.

Happy Weekend.

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Wishing family and friends 

from coast to coast,

and corner to corner,

a wonderful spring weekend.

Here's to new beginnings! 

xo

Remember...

Be patient.

And know that the universe has a plan.

Things. Take. Time.

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