CLIMBING FOR LOVE…

CLIMB FOR LOVE…

Oh the webs we weave…ok! My quest for love continues. It is a journey that I continue to climb the highest mountain in pursuit of it. The mountain I left behind didn’t have it, my husband, I climbed it all the way to the top. Oh what a jagged, rocky high mountain it was. Full of peaks and loose rocks. So many times I lost my footage but I continued my climb sure that I would find what I was looking for, if I pushed forward and just reached the top. What took years to climb, left me battered exhausted and depleted. As I sat on the mountain top overseeing the vast blue yonder, I realized that there was nothing there I was looking for. My journey was not for nothing because it taught me how to climb another mountain and what to expect, but I realized this mountain I must leave behind and I started my climb down leaving it behind.

So now I stand at the crest of all these new mountains promising new journeys and adventures. But I am told to stay in the valley and rest awhile from the brutal climb of that very large mountain I had just left behind. My wounds have not yet healed from the rocks that knicked me and bruised me, I have not even caught my breath from that exhausting climb down from that enormous mountain and already I want to jump on and start climbing again. Rest a while. Catch your breath. Let those wounds heal. Relax and gaze at the various mountains and decide which mountain you would like to climb and not just jump on the first one.