Saying goodbye is never easy, and today’s was the hardest I’ve had in quite some time.
After five wonderful days of doing just enough to keep life interesting and never enough to feel overwhelmed, it was time for a last kiss. Our hands lingered in each other’s, and we both knew the month ahead would be harder than we wanted.
It was time to return to school and finish what I started a long time ago. Or rather, to return and rest for a week while my leg heals from its latest injury. Not what I wanted, but in this rich life, you rarely get what you want. Sometimes you get what’s needed, and that’s how I’m choosing to see this latest setback.
Speaking of setbacks, I arrived at the station to find my train cancelled, and at the ticket office I learned there were no more trains that day. So it was coffee, then a search for a nearby hotel. Nice hotels and train stations don’t often go hand in hand, but after a small adventure, I found what I needed and settled into some work for the rest of the day.
Once I started, the day flew. There’s a hell of a lot to do for our upcoming retreat, which has so far drawn an underwhelming response.
I spoke with my partner, who was panicking. We have to change this, we have to change that. Fine, we can change anything. But the simple fact is we haven’t done any marketing yet, and that might be the place to start. A simple commercial letting people know what we’re doing and what they’ll receive if they join the retreat. It doesn’t have to be groundbreaking, but it needs to exist if we want people to show up.
Today turned out to be interesting. The ups and downs of life were all there to be felt. And as I close my eyes, I can’t shake the sense that, despite all of them, nothing really changed.
Tomorrow will arrive as surely as the sunrise, with its highs and lows like every other day. My job is to dance through the raindrops of chance, never letting any single drop land too deeply.