Living life like it's a breeze...

You know that feeling when you're driving down an open road with the windows down on a cool evening with the wind blowing through your hair? I swear that one feeling makes all the bad ones worthwhile. Well, this is the feeling that encompassed my evening. Usually it only lasts for a moment- until you pull into the driveway, or your mind comes back into focus worrying you about nothing, or your cell phone rings. But, tonight, I got to swim in it for hours. This is surprising because my day up until then was awful. I was exhausted from staying up too late again, my stomach hurt, my Starbucks gift card didn't work, my husband and I had a disagreement, and I had the session from hell. (It was a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day:) But the moment I left work it all dissipated.

I learned that people really do read my blog! And, what's more, they actually enjoy doing so!! Which was the first sign that things were turning up. Then I got to see a friend of mine who moved away a year ago. She was crazy busy during her visit seeing friends and family, but she fit me in. She made time for me, and that was great. We went to my favorite place for dinner by the beach, and then spent the evening shopping at the Town Center. Now, usually the town center is not my fave place because it is teeming with plasticity, but tonight it seemed calm. We walked around, talking, laughing, looking in shops, and trying on dresses. At one point, it even started to rain, but we didn't care, we walked on, as the sky turned from blue to purple to gray. It was the perfect beautiful evening.

This may sound like a normal everyday outing, but to me, it was so much more than that. It was life. I don't know how to describe it, but lately I've been feeling out of sync. I am always one moment ahead in my brain, and never in my skin, in the moment. I don't know why. But tonight, all night, I was there. Right there, enjoying life. And it felt like life. Not like a rush, a hustle, a means to an end. And, it all culminated with an amazing vanilla milkshake. In ten years, I will still remember this evening. But I will have long forgotten all the bad things that happened this morning.



One of my favorite things about Florida is the breeze. Sure, you say, it is breezy everywhere. But the breeze in Florida smells different; it feels different than elsewhere. It carries a story along with it, or maybe just a reminder that we should stop and just be. Not be a teacher, or be a mom, or be a husband, but just be...