Can you believe it’s the end of September? This entire year has been such a strange time warp, simultaneously zipping by AND dragging on forever. Quarantine lasted longer than any of us could have imagined, and life has yet to resemble its old self. While I could have used these last few months to get into the best shape of my life, reorganize my house, learn a new language, share unforgettable moments with my boys, start a book or revamp this website, or something else fruitful and amazing, I’d say the opposite is closer to the truth. My house has been total chaos. My kids have had no routine and it shows. I have a bit of a Covid wine belly. Instead of using this time to grow the way I wish I had, I spent a lot of this summer trying not to slip into depression. And I can bet that many of you felt the same way. Can I just take a moment to remind you of something? Dear reader, that you’re doing the best that you can. Today is a new day…and guess what? If today goes south, tomorrow is a new day, too. We’re in this together.
Just because I haven’t been Wonder Woman doesn’t mean that I don’t have A LOT to share. This summer has been full of craziness in the Howe Household, from a full hip replacement and recovery for John, a lengthy kitchen renovation, a fixer-upper cabin adventure, my parents buying property nearby to move here, Morrison proving he’s just as rambunctious as his big brother, Oden heading back to school, and a rescue puppy named Quincy! I’ve paused on many occasions this season to remind myself of the many, many blessings in my life. I’ll be updating you in the coming weeks.
What have you missed in your life recently? Guys, if you’ve followed along on this site for a while, you know I love to hike. I believe the trail heals my soul when it’s hurting; I have time to pray and be inspired and find gratitude for each breath. I went through a wonderful spurt of long walks in the early quarantine months, but haven’t had much movement in my body lately. In the last few weeks, I’ve gotten back out there with TWO dogs in tow, enjoyed the transition from late summer into fall’s glory, and even discovered a new trail- (pretty cool after living and hiking in Park City for over 8 years). I’d all but forgotten how important being outdoors and active is for my overall sanity.
Time on these trails has always been therapeutic for me. It doesn’t take long before the wheels turning in my head start to slow down and my anxiety melts away. I find clarity and perspective, and always feel fortunate for my health that allows me to move my body in this way, and thankful for this earth, which awes me with its beauty.
One thing that detracts from the tranquility of a mountain hike? Wrangling a couple of dogs who are still getting used to each other! Quincy is 5 months old and not quite sure about…well, anything just yet. Cholula is almost 9 years old and still somewhat miffed that we brought not one but TWO tiny humans home, so the floppy mutt-baby trying to steal her seat in the Subaru is confusing. But it does seem like they are starting to be buddies. If seeing one wagging tail brought me joy before, seeing two wagging tails is even better!
It’s true that I have to work a little harder to pause and breathe deeply these days, but as it always has been, a dose of mountain air in my lungs and some blood pumping through my legs recharges my mind. I’m reminded that I am part of something bigger.
Autumn is a time of transition, and I believe we are ALL probably ready for a change to this year’s odd and often negative vibe. I’d love to hear what you’re doing to stay sane, healthy, and happy these days…please share. Stay tuned for more updates!