And once more I discover myself in previously visited
territory. The matter of saying “When” is clearly something I spend significant
time both in understanding better, little by slowly, and trying to practise,
especially in areas where I have NOT done so BEfore.
It may also BE that saying “When” is integral to knowing
what is “Enough.” I think, in fact, this is precisely WHY I have landed here so
soon again.
I am the person who never wanted the fun time to end. Who
tried to squeeze every last droplet out of times I was with people I loved
DOing things we loved DOing whilst BEing together. Camp comes to mind. I never
EVER, NOT once was eager to return to my Real Life After Camp. I usually spent
a good month [mayBE more] enveloped in a sort of grief over that window closing
yet again.
Saying “When” isn’t for the faint-hearted. It’s one of those
things that really tests a person’s strengths, putting them to tasks that,
while seemingly simple, are anything BUT. It’s a matter that requires stores of
that which is more potent than thinking
it so. [though I have to say that right-thinking helps with a LOT of “When”
saying]
Saying “When” is a process NOT a merely an action. It takes
heart.
I love you, Currie
1 comment:
Oh, I've never been good at saying when! LOL! :)
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