When I saw that I was a few days away from a six month hiatus on ye olde blog, I considered waiting a few more days to make it an even amount of time. I know myself, though, and I would most likely set the idea aside for another six months.
Moi? Would I do such a thing?
Well, yes. Yes, I would. I know myself well enough to have no doubt that would happen.
To be honest, I’m not sure why I decided to come here today. I have big ideas about writing. I could write about what I’m learning in grad school. I could write about developing a home yoga practice and working with some friends to plan yoga and self care retreats. I could write about family stuff. I could write about work, or I could resume writing about my journey into body acceptance.
News break: it’s been over a month since I started this post.
In that month, I attended the funerals of two dear, long time friends who passed away unexpectedly. I took a hard look at how I spend my time and decided to let some (more) things go. I set screen time limits on my phone and started picking up books again, and since then I have finished two books while staying on top of school work. (Thank you, lists and planners and proactive behaviors.) Letting go of almost every good but optional activity has allowed me to focus on life and the things that need to be done.
Reading books that feed my mind and soul
Cooking and having family over for meals
Going for walks with Jason
Being on time and a little ahead with classes
Grappling with the death of friends my own age has been a different type of processing than other grieving I have done. Yes, this is about missing my friends and their presence in my life, but it is also about my own journey and knowing that I am beyond the halfway point of my time here.