I’ve tried pilates balls, running, meditation, hard work and hard partying.
Last night an old pal asked me what was on my Fall To-Do List. After I told him, it felt kind of mediocre. A little pathetic even. They were simple, fun things, with nothing that really deserved a blue ribbon or a mug shot on a trade magazine.
But those simple things do matter. It’s the little things that string together moments which define a life.
Wandering off the beaten path at the McMichael gallery last week, a dear pal and I talked about the year we’ve had. When I discussed my summer and autumn to-do lists, his remark was a chuckle, “It’s like faking it ’til you make it“. And he was right.
Hardworking, intelligent, emotionally capable folks, (like moi) tend to be good at isolating themselves when they feel vulnerable. I have learned through experience just how important it is to call out for a lifeline and grab hold.
My friends have answered that call as best they can, given their own chaos and capabilities.
A relatively new pal suited up at the last-minute and humoured my desire to participate in Nuit Blanche. Others have shared coffee, baseball games, girl talks and gone shopping with me ( I hate shopping).
My seasonal to-do lists may seem forced, but so far so good. Each day my heart mends a bit more.
So far each item on my simple lists have provided me with connection to other wonderful human beings, and that my darlings, is what life is all about.