I’m generally a happy person. Even when things aren’t going well in my life, I try to stay positive and just get through it, knowing there has to be an end at some point.
But lately, I’ve noticed something else. Smiling. Totally random smiling. Whether I’m sitting in traffic, at the grocery store or just hanging out, I often catch myself with one of the biggest smiles on my face. I can literally feel the happiness spreading across my face.
And then I get the little flutterings of butterflies in my stomach. But it’s not fear or apprehension that is causing the butterflies, rather it’s excitement and eager anticipation for what’s to come.
While I know friends from the States (and other places in the world) will come visit me, there are some things I’m having to say Goodbye to. Hiking in the redwoods last week reminded me there are no redwoods in Costa Rica.
Here are a few other things I’ll miss…
- The annual trip to Luna and all of the good people who attend every year
- Bright yellow wild mustard dotting the hillsides, meadows and vineyards each winter
- The wintering monarchs in Pacific Grove
- The Lost Coast
- Vegan scones at Wild Flour Bakery
- The vineyard seasons…bud break, harvest, autumn leaves and dormancy
- 9 p.m. sunsets
I spent last week with one of my best friends. Knowing that I was leaving, he made time in his schedule to come up from LA for a visit. We had a lot of fun… hiking, hanging out, eating good food and just catching up. And while I know he’ll come visit me in Costa Rica at some point, I was also a little sad when he left; realizing how many good friends I was leaving behind.
But I know it’s not goodbye. Just hasta luego…
Pura vida, Chrissy
With less than a month to go, I’m happy to say I’m almost all packed. Mind you, I still have a lot of things to sell and donate but the packing part is just about done. Somehow I’ve managed to fit 37 years of my life into 9 bins – one more and I would have hit the max that American Airlines will allow for two people traveling. And I know, I’m probably taking way more than I actually need but not really knowing what I’m getting myself into, I’d rather be over prepared than under.
Even my cat is ready for the 3,000+ mile journey we’re about to embark on together. We’ll see how that goes. I have nightmares of him screaming the entire flight and making everyone in the First Class cabin so mad that they demand refunds.
Life is a journey and I’m ready for this one to begin.