New Beginnings

There is a balance when you face new things, that moment when you stand on tiptoe, holding to the reality you know while tipping toward the unknown. Is this the right job? Is this the right partner? Should I commit to this friendship?

Like fairies, we poise, wings fluttering, one arm outstretched toward the promise, but one eye glancing behind, making sure that the safety of what we know is still there, ready for us to retreat back into those known, tested waters.

What drove those first explorers? What blind faith allowed them to plunge ahead, despite every assurance that beyond the horizon the world dropped into an abyss filled with dragons? What faith allows us to extend our trust to new lovers, new adventures, new lives? How much easier to retreat from the new opportunity, assuring ourselves that our time of trying is over. “I’m too old.” “I’m too tired.” “My time of doing (fill in the blank) is over.”

But is it? Is it easier to live with the regret of never knowing?

And so, Sookie poises, looking back to what she knows, but unable to stop moving toward the light that draws her: Blond, tall, blue-eyed and the ability to make her laugh, this new promise is too strong to be denied.

May the unknown adventure find each of you, and may that adventure bring you equal moments of delight.

Thank you, Ms Buffy. I am happy to hear that the weather is cooperating and making you feel better. I wish you all good things.

Happy Sunday (from my part of the world)

Chapter 25 – Bound

Fate rules all

I shared something recently that I found on Facebook. The essence was that when things become complicated in your life, it’s a sign that change is coming. I believe there is purpose to life, and that part of the journey is discovering the best path to take in navigating that journey. I do not believe the journey is supposed to be always calm and easy. There is no true learning, no true appreciation without struggle.

I believe that when circumstances make me struggle hardest, it is because I am due for a course correction, and at the other side of my personal storm, there are clear skies and bright waters to speed me on my next chapter. I don’t enjoy the storm. In fact, I generally whine and complain the whole time, caught in the moment and not realizing, until it passes, what it was. It’s only when I wake up one morning, not feeling the tension and frustration, the sun a little warmer, the air a little lighter, that I know change has come, and with it, quieter days and new expectations.

So it is for Sookie. She has struggled, and now, a storm has come. She finds her life taking an unexpected turn, and in the moment, she’s not sure if the waters on the other side will be welcoming, or overwhelm her.

For those who have missed Ms Buffy, she is having problems with WordPress. It’s not allowing her to post replies, but she sends her greetings and wishes you well.

Best of weeks to you all.

Chapter 24 – Switching Colors

Chapter 23… Roving

There is something appropriate about the title of the chapter I’m releasing today. Like Sookie, I feel I have been roving. It has been two weeks in my new home. Two weeks of light construction and changing paint. This past week has been a story of runs to the flooring store and meeting new contractors. I’ve pulled carpet, yanked tacks, ordered furniture only to return it. I’ve painted and repainted, replaced electrical plates and scoured internet tag sales for lighting fixtures and odd pieces.

Of course, in between, I’ve gone back to work, resumed chauffeur services, picked up my farm share and met friends. Real life, sandwiched in.

It didn’t all go well. I injured my back last week and had to endure a patronizing doctor who looked down his nose at any woman over fifty who didn’t have the good sense and common decency to roll over and die, as she should. He’s not my doctor anymore.

But now, I’m on the mend, and for the first time in over two weeks, I am sitting at my table, in my chair that is placed in the usual place, my laptop positioned where I can look out my sliding doors to sun-dappled trees and wonderful summer leaves, and I can report, with relief, that I am finally able to write again, the story picking up (ten chapters ahead of this one), with a trip, meeting old friends, and the realization that it’s time to open one’s heart fully, letting old worries go.

But, that’s not quite where our couple is today. Today, our heroes are finding adventure on the road, and in the process, finding each other.

Thank you, Ms Buffy, for your patience, and kind inquiries. I know this time of year is taxing on you, but Fall is just around the bend.

And thank you, my readers. I hope this latest turn in the story meets your approval.

~ Natsgirl

Chapter 23 – Roving

The First Step…

Our heroes reach a turning point. As happens, the turning point is unexpected, but like any of these events, there is no ignoring it, and the changes it brings.

Thank you Ms Buffy, and I hope the weather change brings you relief. And thank you, to my readers who have embarked on this particular ramble with me.

For those who have asked, I am all moved in and beginning the long process of settling. Forgive the brevity – my hands ache!

Chapter 22 – The First Step