Rise and Rise Again

June 7th

new home

I went for a hike last week to the top of the M — M for Mines, Colorado School of Mines, and Mount Zion. I only made it to the M, not to the top of Lookout Point — some 3 miles farther along, but it was a triumph. I’ve climbed this trail a dozen times in the last few years and never made it this far. A month of living in Colorado under my belt, I was still sucking wind when I made it to the this pinnacle.

The last month wouldn’t have happened if not for the generosity of my friends Sheila and Charlie (and baby R.) They opened their home to me in Golden, invited me to become a member of their family and truly showed me a kindness I’ll never forget. It gave me the time to find the right home, hike many trails, explore the city and many mountain roads and catch my breath after the move. It gave me the space to remember what is important to me — that voice that booms in the middle of the night when you can’t sleep. The pinch in your stomach when you know you meant to do something specific and you cannot waste another moment questioning your ability or purpose.

The last week has left me homesick. Not so much for Tempe, but for my friends. For a hard and hilarious run with Juliann and Adam. For Sunday dinner with Bec and her fam. For happy hour at Four Peaks with the gang. For the quick and uncomfortable hug with Mini. For teasing the African about his latest conquests. For feeling like a part of the Wright/Disbrow/Brennan families. A trip to the lanes with the bowling league. etc. I’ve created a new existence here that is far quieter, a touch rural and sincerely peaceful. It has given me plenty of time to consider what I want to achieve next and what I want this sweet Colorado life to look like.

And so, I try to shake the many trappings that continue to leave me guilt ridden and awake at 2 am.  So far from perfect, so far from giving up.

As my friend Jay Z says, you gotta get that dirt off your shoulder.*

~K

 

*99 Problems would also be appropriate. Just don’t count me out as #100.

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6 Responses

  1. Starting anew isn’t easy (and I can only imagine how brave you were doing it)but I know you will succed in everything your mind will set up to, no matter how much difficult it can be. Go on girl, you are a winner.
    Come to visit me for a few photos of Tuscany.

  2. Kelli – Some people sit back and say “what if I’d done” blah blah. I so admire your “why not, I’ll try it” look at life and your sharing with us all on your blog. You’re an inspiration. God bless.

  3. Tricia June 9, 2011

    It is 3am here…oh how I relate. I hope that you find exactly what it is that you were meant for there in Golden. 🙂

  4. AZ misses you. I hope your new life in Colorado is beautiful!

  5. My favorite place to escape to is Colorado. The scenery is unmatched – don’t you just love exploring your new turf? Hang in there – the homesickness doesn’t always go away, but it can get easier. I’m sure they miss you just as much as you miss them.

  6. Brittany Wright June 13, 2011

    Homesickness can be SO overwhelming, I know. The lucky thing is that we’re both in places where we truly love to live. And we’re never too far away to visit. :0) Hang in there. Your home looks lovely! I hope to get to see it in person soon.

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