Two More Weeks

I’m laying in bed trying to go to sleep exhausted from another work week. All I can think about is leaving and the things I need to take care of before I go.

           It’s not a long list but it seems that more gets added to it every day.

Not a day goes by that I’m not asked how excited are you, I bet you're getting nervous, are you all packed?

I’m not nervous one bit (yet) and I feel very comfortable saying that I may not get nervous at all. I have never felt the way that I feel right now.

So alive

I know deep down inside that this is soo right. I have no doubts in my mind, no fears. It feels good to have made such a huge goal for myself and to have worked so hard to achieve it.

 A goal that is going to be life changing for sure.

Am I getting excited, of course, but more excited for all the changes and possibilities to come.

To be free to do whatever I want, to have no commitment. I’ve already been thinking past my Alaskan journey.

What will happen when it’s over?

     Will I feel fulfilled and be ready to settle down and start my new life with the man I love,

          or will we follow a dream we have together of moving out west,

                or will I want to go back to Alaska next summer.

Who knows, only time will tell. But I so enjoy dreaming of all the possibilities.

                       “You’re so brave” they all tell me.

                       “I wish I would’ve gotten out when I was younger”.

                       “Do it now while you can”.

                       “I’m so proud of you”.

My group of cheerleaders… my family, my work family, my closest friends, strangers.

They all fuel my fire

I fuel my fire

LIVING LIFE

        Life is not a race- but indeed a journey. 

                

               Be honest.   Work hard.     Be choosy.

Say “thank you”, “I love you” and “great job” to someone each day.     

 

   Let your handshake mean more than pen and paper.

Love your life and what you’ve been given, it is not accidental- search for purpose and do as best you can.

Dreaming does matter. It allows you to become that which you aspire to be.

              Laugh often. Appreciate the little things in life and enjoy them.

Some of the best things really are free.

                                           Forgive, it frees the soul.

Take time for yourself. Recognize the special people you’ve been blessed to know.

Live for today, enjoy the moment.

Back To My Roots

So I've realized that I only have one month left before I leave. I look around my house thinking of all the things I want to get done before I go. Then I look at my list of things I need to finish preparing before I go. Slowly all my anxiety  starts to creep back in. But I will not let it take over again.
SO what do I do?  BAKE......

                  Tonight's specialties...M&M cookies

• Ah the blast of hot air that hits your face when you open the oven. The kind that steams up your glasses and fills your nose with a heavenly smell. aahhhh..home.
• Scrapping the leftover cookie dough off the bowl and beaters and sneaking little spoons of cookie dough all night.
• Making a mess all over my kitchen (I'm a sloppy baker, my mom can attest to that haha) not ever having all the ingredients that I need so I ALWAYS have to run out. I'm an egg short or need two more cups of flour. But that is all part of the joy.
• Scrounging around the house to find a dollar here and another there. Collecting all the spare change I can find so I won't have to put a carton of eggs on my credit card. haha

                    It takes time to prepare the goodness......

And in a little less then one hour....

• You know all the frustration was worth it when you bite into that fresh warm gooey cookie. The kind where the chips drip down your lip.
• Having made double batches of everything so it fills up my entire counter. The anticipation of the goodie bags I will make for my friends in the morning. To see the smile on their faces.

                    It will feel good again to be working in a kitchen.
                                  To go back to my roots.

I SAY BRING ON THE MT. McKINLEY MUFFINS ALASKA, I CAN TAKE YOU....HA