If you’re reading this and it’s still Sunday I’m driving on I-5 right now, headed north to visit my parents near Lake Tahoe. Home is the place I often return to when I need to breathe or simply change my scenery. While my adult home & current life is in Los Angeles, my childhood home (my soul home) is in nature, at the lake, under the trees. My body knows it, my heart too. There is safety and peace but also familiarity when I drive those mountain roads and the air first hits my skin. And sometimes the places that feel most familiar are the ones we need amidst uncertainty.
So I’m headed home for a few days to rest and be near my family (mostly my niece and nephew though). Anthony has been working overtime at the fire station, which has been challenging but expected in this first year of probation. We have so much happening later this month with IVF and I’m doing everything I can to stay present and take it day by day. My therapist says distractions are good and I agree. And so back hom…
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