Two months ago today I left Mississippi to move to Reno. I drove in the car for 4 days straight with just my kitty cats and my music and my audiobooks...and I made it here and have grown so much in the past two months that I hardly recognize myself from who I was back then.
I'm so much more confident. I know that I can manage things and do them and even if I don't like them getting them done is so much better than not. I am fearful sometimes, but that's not lack of confidence, it's more lack of planning or strategies.
I'm so much more grateful. I know that I have things in my life that are wonderful. Even though I've been mostly alone for the past 2 months, I've been able to read, and weave, and knit, and crochet and see amazing sunsets and play with beautiful yarn and meet some pretty amazing people.
And you know who one of those people I've met is?
Surprising isn't it?
I'm funny and smart and kind and really a pretty neat person to be around. I'm talented and creative and fun. I make people laugh and I really do not care about whether things are perfect or not (this surprises me...).
I really like myself, and that's a pretty cool thing to accomplish. 44 years, 2 months, ever. However you manage it, finding yourself, loving yourself...it's the pathway. To wherever you want to go.
Today's pictures are a set...and a progression in the act of vulnerability. I present to you Pearl's Belly.