My friend Lain's word of the day has nothing to do with MY word of the day. We are both doing similar things but in different ways. I can't but help but think, of course we are.
Each one of us has climbed a mountain or twelve. Emotional. Physical. Mental. We have gone up one side of life and down the other. Sometimes the climb has been easy and sometimes it has truly sucked.
What I continue to love about these women is that our stories weave and bob around each other; we go around in circles and yet we all get heard.
One woman moved out of state. We miss her. We keep her in the loop via emails. Another may be moving. When we talked about it, I shed a few tears. This move? It's one of her mountains. I will miss her energy, steadfastness, sarcastic quips and quiet grace. I wish her peace. And OH so much love.
The climb can be precarious or torturous. The climb can be slow and steady. As long as I remember to keep moving, it will be worth it. At least, that's my hope.
How's YOUR climb?
PS - I was absolutely familiar with Fleetwood Mac's "Landslide" as well as the Dixie Chicks. I had never heard this version. I loved it. A lot.
Go higher than you ever thought you could. Climb the ladder of success, whatever that is for you. Climb your way to the top. Take as long as you need: no one is watching the clock (except maybe you). Before you reach out to hold onto something or somebody, make certain it's strong enough to support you. Grit your teeth and scrape your knees and bleed and sweat. If your mountain is simply to get through the day, then scale it. When you get to the top, look back at what you've accomplished. Before you head for the valley and the next mountain, remember the people who have gone before you and the ones who will follow your climb.
I climbed a mountain and I turned around