Peter began his defense. “For the record, I didn’t know she was a fairy. And in the movies, people who glow in the dark have been around some radioactive materials.”
A red glow pulsed in the middle of the room and moved in Peter’s direction. Andrea’s voice held an even vibrato tone. “If you don’t shut up, I’ll show you radioactive materials.”
The treadmill at a number 2 incline is nothing compared to the prairie that somehow became Mount Kilimanjaro outside my front door. The shock was so severe the first fifteen minutes involved contemplation of giving up running and making nice with the winter weight that came with that gray sun.
This weekend I received the news. My sister wanted to bring the whole family and visit over the summer. This
Then the gravity of the move slowly crept into my mind. The same way the cold touches your fingers through your not thick enough, $30, they looked good at the time. Isotoner gloves. You can feel it start and then BAM it is painfully cold. Reality can be like that at times.
I danced and sang (Beyonce’s got nothing on me) Crystal was right, Crystal was right! The husband was so happy he didn’t have to go old school he was ready to sing with me.
Our home has three flat screen televisions. None of them have been used for days. This is my best description of being “country.” We are removed from convenience to the point where we find value in each other. We laugh a lot. We talk a lot.
We all have friends that took a new job, or got married-or unmarried, had a child, purchased a new home, sent a child off to college and the list could continue forever. Our hearts know that the change is for the better and our heads are screaming, “what just happened!”
Ghosts are scary, but unlike my preconceived notions that they would try to pull me into their world, I have learned they are scary because they force us to intentionally create something out of our world.
What does this have to do with adventure you ask. I’ll tell you. The same situation that made me run away, is the impetus for this beautiful, yet safe chapter in life. My problems still exist, but they aren’t giants meant to be slayed. They are what one of my wise friends aptly stated “something you have to go through.” And just because my life isn’t at stake, or I am comfortable (yes, we finally got a bed and real furniture) doesn’t make the experiences less “exciting.”
All of a sudden that pioneer tenacity wasn’t so awe inspiring. It was a big pain in the (in our case) the computer that controls the cam sensor. My husband wasn’t embracing that walk beside the wagon mental picture. Truth be told, neither was I.
