Looking out my window today this is what I see.
A new perspective.
It's been a little over a month since Brett got called on a new assignment.
Our vision for the short term future had to be adjusted and changed but I felt peace, loved and ready to face this new adventure. I am strong, capable and a daughter of God and I knew I would never be alone even while Brett was off serving. I knew this was part of the vision for our long term future.
Then I started feeling lonely, sad and I cried. I had so many unfinished projects that Brett was going to teach me how to finish. The chaos and clutter were overtaking my living space. I knew that others would be willing to assist me and when I asked they were quick to respond with offers to come and help me finish. The problem was that my vision was covered and I could only see through a tiny hole and it looked dark and scary.
I knew that I needed to clean off my glasses and look at the chaos and clutter differently so I packed a suitcase. The suitcase had all the necessary tools I would need to change my vision. I packed notebooks (black and colored), pens, my laptop, a shredder, some clothes, my wallet and my phone. It took me awhile to make a decision on where to go. A hotel kept popping up on my phone when I was trying to pick a place to stay. It was like the hotel whispered, "PICK ME"! I kept looking because I didn't want to chose the wrong place.
I was recently taught by a mentor about making decisions. Sometimes the decision is between good vs good. We have to make a choice, weigh the tradeoff and then move forward. So I decided to head north to the hotel that had kept popping up on my phone. The hotel was in a place I had never been before and I had to trust the GPS to get me there. I had to be BRAVE and move forward.
When I arrived and checked into my room I felt at peace. I looked out the window then turned back to look at the bed. My mind returned to a story I had recorded on Brett's phone in January as if it were December 31, 2017. I described in detail the changes that we made in our bedroom. I listened to this story before I went to bed at night and could see it clearly in my mind. When Brett got called to his new assignment I gave up on this dream.
As I looked at the bedroom layout at the hotel I saw some of the items from the story I created in January. I felt my heart and mind open to creating a new story. I will include the colors, nightstand and purple pillow from the old story and add some more feminine touches to make it my story.
I am going to unpack my suitcase and get busy creating my new perspective by releasing and shredding my old stories that don't serve me anymore. I will heed some great counsel I received a few years ago. It is important to Rest, Relax and Replenish and keep moving forward.
Love, Karalee
