June 21, 2010

Today is the Summer Solstice, the first day of summer, and my first anniversary of living in this house. This is where I first drove in snow. This is my first true growing season in the yard and the garden. I am almost fifty years old and the world feels new again. It's wonderfully bizarre to me. I still wake up sometimes and marvel at the fact that I live in Reno, and even more, that I am so ridiculously happy here. Not that I don't face my dilemmas, sometimes struggling to keep the negative noise at bay, I do. But fear doesn't live here with me, and when he stops by to chat, I just tell him I am busy. I read books, breathe and find connection. I mostly just breathe, trusting that all is well. Life is good.

Happy First Anniversary to me!