Recent opportunities presented and lost have thrown me for a loop this past month. After allowing myself to believe we might be moving back to Houston sooner than planned, the crash and burn has meant forcing myself to adopt the “grow where you’re planted” mentality, rather or not I’m 100% onboard with the prospect.
The good news is, I feel for the first time in, oh, 13 months? that I’m starting to build something here. I joined the local Junior League, I made some friends. I have commitments to volunteer, and places to be. I got a YMCA membership. Hell, I even joined a fruit & veggie co-op. (And my juicer comes in the mail today! Who am I?)
Comfort zone be damned, I’m trying like crazy to put down roots so I don’t always feel completely adrift.
I think what’s helped me more than repeating this annoying mantra of “grow where you’re planted” is to try to see life as less linear and more a collection of days. Living days in sequence causes more black and white thinking – I’m here or I’m not, I’m on a diet or I’ve ruined it, life is or isn’t exactly what I want when I want it.
Because when you think of your life as a collection of days, there are less stepping stones, less waiting for something to happen, and no ruining of diets or goals. Instead, like a game of cards, you focus on collecting more good days than bad.
Even if life doesn’t immediately become exactly what I want it to be, and I can’t control or know when I will get certain things out of it, I do know that I have infinite good days ahead, available for my own choosing.