Connection: Too Darn Good to be True, But It Is

I am so tired I can barely even talk (yes it does happen) but yesterday was a day I will always remember, one that words cannot capture.

Suffice it to say, it has been a long time coming and I am surprised at how it happened almost without me even noticing.

To you who helped make yesterday be what it was, I thank you for just being you. Connection is a beautiful and healing component of this journey we share.

And I had some quality time with my friend, Quin and dear soul Karen Q.! Bubbles, the airplane game, making cookies, camping, and hearing that boy laugh and seeing my pal smile is just too darn good to be true, but it is true, it is my lovely life.

After grappling with a lot of new in my life, today I jotted something simple at church that made me smile and I am taking this lesson with me:

No amount of worry will make something work - It DOES or DOES NOT. That is all. Do not fear. Bathe in what is and let it begin and end there. (I like these words do I.)

Tonight, it is off to eat and collapse and prepare for the new job at Hallmark (just a store but I have to start somewhere).

Life is abundant and new and overwhelming. I need to do some things that are traditions tonight (Friends, Sandi, etc) to anchor me and make me feel like this was not all some dream...

Love,
Dustin

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