Off with the training wheels!

I recently had this feeling of having been swept back up into the business of living. The first couple of years after Robin died it seemed like I was learning about myself, learning about others, and often contemplating what we are all doing here. Everything seemed to involve a lot of thinking and pondering.

Then the other day I woke up and a couple months had gone by in which I'd been completely absorbed in work, in play and in a relationship. It's not that I've forgotten the lessons of the last few years, or forgotten about my time and life with Robin, or forgotten about the heartache of loss and grief. If anything all these things have just been incorporated into the tapestry of my life and they have made it distinctly richer.

I feel like the little kid who has been riding with training wheels all summer. Every few weeks the wheels are adjusted a little higher off the ground. Then one day the wheels come off and after a few attempts - viola - I'm riding without having to think about it!