…. I’ve never really cared much about the snow.
I’ve lived in Ohio most of my life, so:
* I’m used to it.
* It doesn’t bother me….
* buttttt I’ve always been a “give me a white Christmas and then bring on the warmer weather” kind of girl.
Until I tried snowboarding last week…
As I’ve been sharing this latest obsession with friends and family, it dawned on me just how much everything is always working out for us.
We’ve lived elsewhere before and chose to move back to our hometown.
While traveling certainly makes new things appear when we come back. Throwing this new love into the mix has made me realize, more than ever, how lucky we are to live here. Right where we already are.
It’s like I’m seeing all the possibilities that were already within arms reach for the first time.
I think that’s what’s been so magical about this experience. That everything was already right here for me… before I even knew I wanted it.
It’s comforting to know that sometimes the right things find us…even when we don’t see them (for years) or know where they will fit.
Ultimately it made me soften, to feel excited and grateful for what’s around me and has inspired me to open my eyes more. To trust more and keep following those intuitive nudges.
Have you ever felt this sensation?
