Too Long Gone

I haven’t posted anything here since mid-March, and there are many reasons I haven’t, lack of something to say hasn’t been one of them.

Transition is the main reason. Taking on the contract at the Air Force Academy has been a challenge to get used to. Fitting in the classes and events, trying to feel my way around a program that was developed by someone else, who left none of their materials when their contract ended, even though they were bound to by the terms of the contract. It has been a good and bad thing. Bad in that I had to fly by the seat of my pants; good that some of the materials I had written for the previous contractor, and also, this is my field, it isn’t as though I haven’t been teaching this subject for the two years I was away from the academy.

There have been other transitions. I haven’t been able, or haven’t had the desire to commit myself to an organization on whose board I serve. My interest and belief in the leadership of the organization has continued to wain to the point where I knew I had to resign. Unfortunately, my timing sucked, but that is water under the bridge at this point. Sometimes it needs to be dramatic in order to stick. It was painful getting there, but now that I am, I know it is the right decision for me.

Doug, the boys and I went to Santa Fe this weekend. It wasn’t a trip we planned, but at the last minute, we were able to use rooms that had been reserved for a girls’ trip that didn’t happen. As a result, it was an inexpensive two-day getaway for us. One we didn’t know we needed until we were in the midst of it.

I’ve heard others say that being in Santa Fe changes their perspective. I agree. The timing couldn’t have been better, and being away from my usual routine meant that I immediately hit the reset button, didn’t question my decision at all, and was able to move forward without the usual second-guessing.

This morning marks the first Tuesday that I’ll join my friend Cathy for our weekly kayak excursion on Monument lake, another thing that grounds me like nothing else except going for a long ride on a fast horse does. That will come later. I’ve been too long gone from that as well . . . which I can blame on the weather without too much of a stretch.

I’d like to think I’ll be back now, writing here on a regular basis. There are a lot of wonderful memories I miss journaling about when I am not committed to this blog. In the event I don’t get back here regularly, the thing I want to remind myself the most, is how much I love my life. Life is good. Damn good. I could ask for little more.