It’s hard not to regret. We do what we do, and have to accept the past. However, it’s not really what we’ve done, it’s how we’ve learned from that and what we do next.
I’ve made my way through different phases. Blaming myself for I did or didn’t do. Regret. Numbness. Finally, acceptance… and I don’t mean the “I give up” kind.
Besides the emotional news, I’m happy to say the flight was smooth. All the flights were on time, and I caught the train, no problem. I almost got stuck at the train station… but luckily the hotel there allowed me to use the phone.
While on my flight from Seattle, while sitting in seat “3D”, I sat next to a woman who was a strong believer in alternative medicine. She also described herself as a “psychic”. Funny, because that was the last piece of advice that Warren gave me before I left, “Go see a psychic”. Note: Drink more water.
I usually stick the science proven methods, but I think I need to believe in a little bit of magic right now. I need a little hope. Without the hope, well… it’s hard to find energy anywhere else at the moment.
I’m doing everything I can to prevent myself from crawling up into a ball and giving up. So many changes that were in progress… but when we hit the third period, the stands were empty.