Pivot

My life is the same yet different. 

I go to work and do my best for my patients. I do not expect to be liked or to have connections with every patient.  Yet that seems to be what my bosses want. So, it’s time to pivot… to areas of my true passion and calling. The thought excites me.

Another pivot. After I stopped going to cyclebar, I purchased a bike to use at home. It didn’t work for me. So, I got a different one… one that is identical to the bikes in the studio that was once a refuge. I found a program that inspires and motivates me, like the instructors I once thought of as friends. It will be amazing as I build a routine that feeds my body and mind in ways I’ve missed for too long.

My son has been granted parole. He lives in our community, and over the last few weeks, we have been reconnecting. It has been good. That, of course, means new boundaries and changes to other relationships, and that is not something I’m sad about.

There is another pivot on the horizon, but I don’t yet know what that will entail. One only hopes for good things.

In the meantime, I’m just living my best life the only way I know how.