13 months ago, I left my job as a bedside nurse working 12 + hour days, and commuting 5-6 hours a week.

In June, I left the office job I had immediately transitioned into, to take time off and concentrate on becoming healthier.

Almost four months later, I am asked almost daily if I am bored.

Not at all.

I am learning how to be.

I’ve worked full time, a minimum of 40 hours a week, since I was 15 years old.

I loved being a nurse for the past 20 years!!

That chapter has closed, and it seems the door, for now at least, is firmly shut.

I’m okay with that.

I’m learning how to just be – without having to go and do. It’s a blessing.

I’ve been deep cleaning my house, taking out piles of accumulated stuff. The cobwebs are down, the windows are clean and open. With each room transformation, I breathe easier. Our house is a home.

I’ve been available to my family. I love being a wife, a mother, a grandmother. I’m most content being with my people, and I’m able to be with them a lot more.

I’ve been traveling – every month we have gone somewhere, and it continues through the end of the year, and into next year. We are seeing our family in states north of here, and it’s great to be able to do that.

I’m sleeping better, eating at normal times, reading more.

I don’t know what the next year will hold – but I know I’ll be holding two new grandsons by two of my sons and my daughters in love, and I know that is more than good enough for me.

For now, being is more than enough.