1 day. 1 day left. Holding my breath now. Patiently. Not holding my breath for resolution. Resolution and “knowing” don’t just magically arrive on some arbitrary day on the calendar.
“…I’m not standing still,
I’m lying in wait.
…” –from the Hamilton song, Wait For It
With great intention, I am lying in wait. I can wait for one more day. And then I won’t have to wait a day longer. I’m not expecting Dec 1 to bring immediate resolution or relief. What sits around this corner is still a giant unknown. I don’t think I’ve ever been more excited to leap. But first. We smile, in waiting.
Tonight’s BFD (Backpacks for Dinner) session will be a special one. Rusty is hosting a small ceremony for me — we will burn some ships, and I will raise my fists in honor of you — Thank you so much to all of you for your support, your smiles, your hugs, your encouragement, and your nudges during these last few months. The Flood of Gratitude remains incessant — I am so grateful that I have had this chance to patiently wait. And I can’t fucking wait to leap. Nov 30 is tomorrow. Badass Backpacks: here I come.
