I went through my sewing room closet last night. It is filled with boxes. Not one of them has sewing paraphernalia in them. But all of them are dear to me. They contain a vast collection of my history. If someone else was to go through the mass of cardboard and paper they may say it is a complete and utter disaster. And they could be right. But when I need the bits and pieces of my past… the good, the bad and the whimsical… I know that I can find my carbon path in those boxes.
Last night I unearthed my past 10 years. I dusted off my old computer and organized my sliver of history. I was up very late making sure the view was accurate and clear.
But as I replaced the boxes into their dark closet, I had to smile. I love the path that I have walked. I love the person I have been along my journey. I know that as my life has changed and evolved, it is not just the past that has taught me, but also the vision of what the future holds that helps propel me forward.
Going through my boxed history has reminded me that it’s time to move forward, to progress and to wander!
So to my late night scavenger hunt, and to my need to push forward…. I say….NEXT!
With my love for who I am and where I have been, I’m ready to see what there is around the next fork in the road!
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