Thinking forward

Good memories of my past are slowly replacing the pain and stress of the past year. I am finally breaking free and beginning to move forward.

My heart says, "Move to the desert."

My head says, "Wait, too much to consider yet!"

My health says, "No more moldy, humid Midwest summers, PLEASE!!"

My fear says, "No more threat of tornadoes!! I hate tornadoes!"

My health pops in again, "Go somewhere where you can actually enjoy walking without the city congestion and pollution, and maybe where there are more days when you can open the windows."

My head replies, "What about moving so far away from your daughter?"

My heart argues, "She can visit!"

My head asks, "Should I be moving across the country at age 60-something?"

My heart pleads, "But my soul is in the desert, at least that's where I left it. At least let me go find it and ask it if it wants to come to the Midwest or stay in the desert."

My head is shocked---"What---you've lived in the Midwest 41 years and you still feel you don't belong??"

My heart asnwers, "Yeah. I don't."


Wow---arguing with myself!