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| Butterfly on out door plants at Murrells Inlet |
While enjoying a coffee and thumbing through a magazine I came
upon a page with the word more and blank line repeated down the length of the
page.
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| We had three foggy mornings. We woke to this landscape. |
What do I want
more of in 2020?
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| Murrells Inlet boardwalk was a show case of pelican. |
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| Even Pelicans get an itch that just has to be scratched. |
More long hot soaks in the bathtub.
January 2019 I was overwhelmed with how I would retire;
focussed on how to remake myself; experiencing the loss of my identity as a professional
woman and truthfully running away from myself.
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| The foggy mornings turned into beautifully warm afternoons for walking. |
More writing/ journaling.
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| Each day we are getting stronger. |
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| The camellia bushes are in bloom at the park. |
One year later I am geographically in the same physical space and light
years away from the emotional turmoil of 2019.
More time with family.
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| We have had some windy days. |
I am grateful and acknowledge the privilege of being able to step
back from fulltime employment and experience just being me.
More spiritual growth.
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| Each day the sky is new and sometimes dramatic. |
More laughter.
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| Sitting quietly by the dunes we were surprised when a warren of bunnies came out to play. |
Peacefully enjoying each moment, plans are just possibilities,
always being open to new opportunities and spontaneity.
More creating.
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| The beach and sky are an ever changing landscape. |
With tranquility of spirit we have started to declutter our
lives, we need less to be happy.
More time enjoying my life partner.
More just being me.
We hope that you enjoy the photograph and thank you for
visiting.
Grandma Snyder
©2013-2020 twosnydergirls
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