It is hard for me to keep down my anxiety level when I went from three months of continuous traveling and daily adventures to a more stable atmosphere. I think about how hard it was for Al and I to have enough balls to go about and do what we did. I think about the hard days and how much we grew along the way. I remember how we were stuck in uncomfortable situations forced to be strong. I think about the days we cried. I think about the days we missed our peeps and pushed ourselves saying "do things we would never normally do". I think about the time we jumped off the cliffs and had a hot air balloon ride.
Last night I lay in bed with being "stressed out" for the first time in what seemed like months. I started thinking of our travels and almost got mad at myself for being stressed about minimal ever day situations when there is an entire world out there full of beauty. I came to the conclusion that sometimes life hurts (and you cry in a bathroom so that no one can see...but long for attention and love hoping that u are found). It is unfortunate that it is necessary for us to occasionally suffer but ultimately makes since. We are all under the same sun trying to acquire, accomplish, sort out, do, become. We know and feel right from wrong and yet sometimes question a decision. We have doubts. We feel as if some is deserved or owed. We expect. We push. We cry, laugh, sing. We desire to be noticed and accepted. Then we hurt some more knowing its not always perfect. We start to become AWARE. We grow....we change once more.....and again and agian. We see others. We help. We teach. We inspire motion in other:) We figure out what really matters (which weens away at time) . We laugh and smile while thinking in our head "please dont let this moment go away". We stay awake just to be there one minute longer.
While laying in bed I think ......"Please NEVER let my memories of Send It subside".
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