Two years later...

I was sitting at my desk working today when the phone rang, and it was my husband.

Him: I was just calling to see how you are doing today?

Pause. Breathe. Reflect.

Yesterday, while coaching for Girls on the Run, I was running with an inquisitive nine year old girl who asked me which I thought was better, to be older or younger. I didn't answer her right away but really gave some thought to it. I explained to her that having another birthday means that I received the gift of another year of life. I love the wisdom that comes with age but not necessarily the challenges that I sometimes face with my body as it ages too.

Still, I chose older.

Earlier in the day, I had told my Coach that over the last couple of years I feel I have let go of so much. Though I am still intentional about the direction I am going, I am no longer attached to the specific outcome. This equals freedom. I used the analogy of actually being the feeling of two clenched fists in the past, to being the feeling of total spaciousness in the present.

Choosing to embrace the human experience in it's entirety. Choosing to love, listen, and to be kind. Choosing to see every challenge as an opportunity - instead of a problem. Choosing to be curious and open.

Two years ago today, my Dad passed away and I asked myself, "Who am I without you?"

Pause. Breathe. Reflect.

I am love. I am joy. I am beauty. I am awareness. I am acceptance. I am knowing, I am presence. I am freedom.

I AM.

Today, I light a candle for you Dad, and I say the words out loud that I say exactly every single day, "I love you and I am missing you."

Be Well. Live intentionally. Create a life you love.

Brenda