It’s working out
Just got back from a very productive day at work and a workout that had sweat falling into my eyes.
I’ve never felt more focused, confident or capable.
My son messaged me today while I was at work that he was going to dinner with his girlfriend to celebrate 10 months. Where he got the aptitude for relationship longevity is a mystery.
Certainly not from me – and clearly not from his absentee
father sperm donor.
I’m proud of him.
He was leaving for school last night and I noticed how ‘college-y’ he looked. Book bag, shorts, beanie – tall and handsome.
Last week I had driven home for lunch and as I was leaving the house to return, I passed him on our road. We stopped and spoke from our respective drivers side windows and the whole moment was so surreal!
It seems like only yesterday he was driving that same road with such trepidation – having just acquired his permit – with me nervously giving direction.
Life has definitely moved forward.
I read some of my older posts and it seems like two different people!
I find myself trusting that no matter what’s to come, I can handle it. Because time after time, I’ve come through what has worried me. Succeeded in what I thought might be too difficult. Conquered what I feared trying.
Much like me lately, everything is just ‘working out’.