Lately, I have been reminded of a friend of mine named Sarah. I met her in 2000. We were both hired at the same time by the same person, who, as it turns out, was getting ready to leave her job. We were barely introduced around before she announced her departure. We were too new and dumbfounded to ask many questions. We spent the next year-and-a-half doing the best we could to salvage the project.
I was in unfamiliar territory with a new job, new responsibilities, and a lot of new experiences. I responded by being anxious and trying to figure out all of the details in advance, but stress is never fun. Then, I learned something important from Sarah. I learned to let go. I learned to think less. I learned to have faith that everything would work out. We travelled around the country together for work and sure enough, everything had a way of working out.
That is where I am at in this new relationship with Harley. My tendency is to be anxious and to try to figure out everything ahead of time. But, I can’t. That’s not how relationships work. I want to know what will happen next, but I don’t. And it drives me nuts!
I had forgotten how much I rely on routine to make my life manageable. I keep my life pretty simple…and predictable. The downside of that is that my life has been pretty basic and not very social. My weekly routine revolves around parenting, working, sleeping, cleaning, and running errands. When I am solidly in a routine, I exercise regularly. And I write.
Lately, I have been spending a lot of my free time with Harley. The weather has been colder and rainer over the last month. Between that and the shorter days, my exercise routine has completely fallen to the wayside. Same thing with the writing. But the thing is, I need to write now more than ever. I need to make sense of all of the thoughts and emotions that come up. And I have to remind myself to relax.