a portrait of our lives: 2/52
This is what Sundays look like in our home right now: B studying and me reading at the laundromat while we get our clothes smelling so fresh and so clean. Next home wish-list? Washer and dryer, please.
I admire B for many reasons, but am especially proud of him for working so hard to fulfill his dream of being the ultimate wellness guru; part personal trainer, part dietician, part strength and conditioning coach. It takes real courage (and a lot of effort, planning, juggling and executing!) to leave behind your existing degree and work experience to dive head first into what really makes your pulse race. We don't always get it right the first time (read: what the hell did 18 year old major-declaring me really know?), and there is certainly no shame in taking a second, third or fourth crack at discovering how your talents + inspirations + goals can = the ultimate career satisfaction. I've been thinking about this so much recently it makes me a tad dizzy...I have been somewhat consumed by it, actually...and am still mulling over what has come up for me during my meditations and introspections on the subject matter. It's an uncomfortable place to be in presently; feeling deeply grateful for current opportunities in many ways, but also wildly unsettled with a growing disappointment in areas of feeling valued and supported while lacking creativity and spirit-boosting vibes. Here's what I know for sure: There are things I need to work on, and there are things I need to work towards. Where that will leave me? I think I need a few more laundry days to decide. In Gratitude, Trish
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