“With the new day comes new strength and new thoughts”
Like finishing a novel, I must leave behind people I love and face blank pages, pages to be filled with characters I've not yet met in a place I've only seen in my imagination. Moving on.
In this WIP of my life, I finish the chapter in the foothills of the North Cascades with satisfaction. After seven years of peaceful living in this gorgeously quiet corner of the earth, my spirit is refreshed. Still I'm ready for a scene change. As Eleanor put it--new day, new strength, new thoughts. It's time to move on.
So my fellow travelers, are you moving on? How does it feel?