When a new season invites a shift -- A hill in my apartment complex is turning into the situation/invitation/annoyance I didn’t know I needed.I’ve walked my neighborhood streets daily since 2017 in Anchorage, Alaska, when I started really dealing with my anxiety. Since then, I depend on accessible walking spaces from my home everyday for my mental health. Each place we’ve lived has offered beautiful spaces to move my body.
Jenny, I loved this. And I love that you're going to conquer the hill - not just today, nor just tomorrow, but every day you walk it and plant your metaphorical 'I did this' flag on the top. You've got this! Wonderful, wonderful words.
Jenny, I love what you wrote. There are many hills in my life right now also. A few are physical, but mostly they’re internal. Trying to learn new things in retirement has been challenging. Some (perhaps many) days I say “I can’t do this anymore.” But who am I kidding? I won’t let myself give up because I feel called to keep trying.
We have a hill near us that might be like yours. We used to call it “Heart Break Hill“, now we call it “Mount Fortitude.” Step by step we get to the top.
P.S: Don't give up on finding Earl and Peggy a place to park. 😀
I can only imagine how awkward and interesting the transition is into retirement. And then there must be different chapters of retirement life to navigate as well. Maybe I'll rename my Hill with a more encouraging name ;)
Jenny, I loved this. And I love that you're going to conquer the hill - not just today, nor just tomorrow, but every day you walk it and plant your metaphorical 'I did this' flag on the top. You've got this! Wonderful, wonderful words.
Jenny, I love what you wrote. There are many hills in my life right now also. A few are physical, but mostly they’re internal. Trying to learn new things in retirement has been challenging. Some (perhaps many) days I say “I can’t do this anymore.” But who am I kidding? I won’t let myself give up because I feel called to keep trying.
We have a hill near us that might be like yours. We used to call it “Heart Break Hill“, now we call it “Mount Fortitude.” Step by step we get to the top.
P.S: Don't give up on finding Earl and Peggy a place to park. 😀
I can only imagine how awkward and interesting the transition is into retirement. And then there must be different chapters of retirement life to navigate as well. Maybe I'll rename my Hill with a more encouraging name ;)