Remember

The dust is still settling in my new life here in Chicago. I’m trying to create some familiarities but I’ve been struggling. It’s been an inward battle.

One evening when I was walking to my place I ran into a good friend of mine. We sat on her patio and talked, it felt good to share the recent events of my life and listen to her wonderful stories. I can listen to this woman for hours. She was sharing a time when she was working as a waitress and how much she hated that job. As she was telling her story I felt like she was looking into my life. Miss Venice told how she would become physically sick before going to work and how she would cry at night after work. As we sat on her patio and shared a fruit tart she encouraged me and reminded me that there is a reason I’m working where I am. Who knows what could happen out here, I might meet someone who will one day publish my book or someone who will use my new up and coming travel business. She reminded me how the possibilities are endless but that I’m here for a reason. Miss Venice….your friendship is a great treasure to me in this new and odd city of which I’m trying to call my home.

I’m learning that when you are physically worn down its hard to remember the direction in which you are heading towards. On my way home two days ago from a hard, long days work I put on Andrea Bocelli. My head was pounding! My body was tired and I couldn’t stop the tears. I’m so tired Lord….I’m so tired. As I drove home the music played and I remembered….ITALY! That’s where I’m going. That’s where I’m heading…Chicago was only my launching pad to get me to Italy.

Ahhh….the music played and I remembered.

I won’t always be this tired. There is a process in achieving your goals…and it’s not for the faint hearted.

I remembered!