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I woke with a panic attack this morning. My heart racing, feeling agitated and my energy all over the place. I hoped when I walked I would start feeling better. I had thoughts of losses that I had experienced. I have been pushing myself in many ways, only to realize I make my self just plain tired. Healing is hard, it feels like yesterday and a million years ago that Phil died. I know I have to be patient, but sometimes it is so very hard.
I headed to Carmel, the moon was setting, the view was pretty and it was brisk outside.
As I walked I continued to feel a build up of feeling panicked and I started to cry. I walked and cried and still took images. Ha! I texted friends, it helped. Grounded myself.
The waves are like medicine to me.
Feeling tired and distraught after crying I decided to head home, even thought I had not walked as far as I usually do. I made a right to avoid traffic and ended up in a neighborhood trying to turn around. I spotted a coastal access sign and decided to check it out. I found trails around Ribera beach, it was beautiful and it helped the morale.
A very nice nap, I felt better when I woke up this time. I had a walk date with a friend in Palo Corona park in Carmel Valley. Relaxing, nice to talk to a friend.
Make a wish!
For Phil:
I wear your sweatshirt sometimes because I miss you.
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