Movers will take my stuff Feb 21, 2011 and head West!
A friend of mine and I were to go see Chin, the physic Buddhist, but I chickened out. Then, she offered me a chance to have my numbers read over the holiday break. The brief information I was given (he wanted to study my numbers further) on my past and past lives was disturbing to say the least, but it wasn't anything I didn't know. Um...hello...it's my past - I was there. I wrestled with that information up through Monday. But I do know that I am not trapped my past nor am I doomed to repeat it.
Up until a few days ago I was still unsettled as to whether the decision to move to Sacramento to be with The Fella was the right decision. Hence the reason that I hadn't decided on an actual move date. Yes, he gave up being in close proximity to his children and family. I am giving up a secure job, a home, and my family and friends. I was feeling guilty of leaving my family with an additional home that needs to be renter. I was feeling guilty of leaving a boss who has been so wonderful to me. I had to figure out what I am gaining by making this decision...
I am gaining the kick in the pants that will force me out of my comfort zone and work towards my next goal of being a RD.
I am gaining a greater connection with The Fella, a fresh start to a blossoming relationship.
I am gaining new adventures.
I am gaining a new perspective on me and what I can be and what we can be together.
I am no longer feeling guilty.
I know that if I don't go, I'll always wonder - what if...I'm not that type of person. I'm going because I want to go and I need to go. I am at peace with this decision and I look forward to Feb. 21!