Last night I think I had a "aha moment". As most of you know I closed on my first home in August 2008. On the 22nd of this month we will have been here for 6 months. To be honest I had not emotionally attached to my home. I was just living. I think I had been so conditioned to believe that I could not do this, or do that, even when I was doing it, in my mind, I still felt like something was going to happen and someone would take it from me or someone would awake me from my dream. Okay I think that was a run on sentence.... Anyway I'm finally becoming comfortable saying it's okay, it is my home, this is my life and I can be happy and rejoice in it!!! Last night I was looking for a silver purse I had bought last summer. I still have boxes and bags in my garage that I need to unpack and organize. Still afraid to live. Well, I went out and starting digging in those bags finding all of my pretty stuff and I just felt happy!!! You could not tell me I had not been to the Galleria for a day full of shopping. I found four brand new pairs of dress sandles I have never worn, I found my purse still in the Dillards bag. I bought all of that stuff in and tried my shoes on, looked at my pretty legs and thought about how I was going to look when I step in each of them. Oh yes, I did say pretty legs! I just felt so happy, I started organizing my closet, put my shoe rack up and stack my shoes!!!!! It was all of 11:00 pm on a Wednesday night! I think I just might be getting my groove back!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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