Yesterday I got home from the gym. I took off my shirt and walked around the house in my sports bra. I turned on Sam Smith's "Stay With Me." I lied on my bedroom floor and felt an extreme amount of love and gratitude flowing through my body, and it felt like it was bursting out of my chest and into the world around me. I was feeling so happy and good about my life in that moment. Outside there was an afternoon storm (my favorite). My body was feeling strong and capable after a meeting with the eliptical. I was studying later that night with my friends Emily and JJ. I was home alone without my roommate and the dog was being quiet in the other room. And my friend Kyle had taken Emily and I to a cemetery in the middle of the night under a full moon a few days before.
Basically, life was wonderful.
And then I felt incredibly guilty. Because it was like it was okay for me to move on from Provo, everything that happened to me there, and all the wonderful people still there. Can there be a balance? Can I love my life now without moving on?
Welcome, Minnie!!
5 months ago
1 comment:
yes yes yes! part of life is moving forward, but that doesn't mean moving ON. you don't have to stop being friends with someone just because your lives move in different directions. (and sometimes there are extenuating circumstances and friendships do end, but that in a way is natural too i think, however hard it may be.) my mom's friend susie is in town right now and i keep thinking about how wonderful it is that after all this time, (like almost 30 years!!) and after their lives have taken really different directions, they can still just be friends. i love that! basically i'm trying to say that you shouldn't feel guilty. haha love you!!
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