I made my big getaway yesterday. I loaded up the truck, wrangled Tracker into the cab, and stocked up on my favorite doughnuts of all time. We headed north, to escape to the mountains!
I totally made it sound cooler and braver then reality, but I’m the story teller here. I decided I needed a change of secenery and some cooler mountain air. Black Mountian, NC is really like a second home for me. I’ve been coming here for years. My fist visit was when I was very young, but I’ve been coming here regularly for the last 20 years or so. My cousins were so young back then and now they have all grown up and moved out.
I really enjoy my visits with Auntie Beth. We have time to talk about food, diets, exercise, books, movies, jobs, all the regular life stuff. She does her best try to understand my life decisions, not to judge, and offer advice. I try to do the same for her. Family can be hard, trust me, but with Auntie Beth I always know that she is coming from a place of love and that knowledge helps me when we don’t see eye to eye.
So, I’m looking forward to spending the week here, enjoying the views, the cooler, less-humid temperatures. I’m looking forward to Tracker having more space to explore, and Zeva to pester him into playing. I’m looking forward to discussing some of the books I’m reading, some recipes I’ve tried and the British TV I’ve been enjoying with Auntie Beth. I’m also looking forward to noticing how I feel physically while I’m here, to seeing what opportunities are here for me (temporary or permanent), and paying attention to how I can be more present emotionally. It’s a tough order, but starting with doughnuts a a great first call.