I’m actually IN this picture!

I woke up yesterday and HAD to get out of this house.  Being caught in my own head is bad enough, but to be caught in this house where around every corner is a memory that rips at my insides was something I had to escape.

I grabbed a friend and my family and drug them to Yosemite with me.
Two months ago I got a book from the library about Yosemite and have been re-checking it out so I could read the whole thing.  After the six months of sickness-hell, I am hell bent on making up for lost time. Yosemite was on my list of places I was going to see.

The word, awesome, is being used a lot, but when I say it right now…I mean…I was in awe. It was awesome. It was a bitter-sweet escape from my head. I’m sure every experience will be like that for a very long time.
I don’t think, unless you’ve been there, you can grasp the enormity of this place. You pull over and walk around and you think you’ve seen it all…and then you pull ahead about 40 feet and your in a whole new place that doesn’t look anything like where you just were.
The waterfalls were captivating. I sat on a picnic bench with chipmunks, birds and ducks walking around and watched the wind catch the water. It was like watching a sheer curtain blowing around.  Awesome.
Everything was just…wow.

Tomorrow I start my first day at my new job.   I’m am jumping into this with 100% optimism.  This is exactly what I need. Getting my head into a new place and pulling this around me like a superwoman cape.

Clearly, this is whole thing is all new to me. I’m in a place that you have all probably been in once or twice.
I’m going to be honest with myself through this whole thing and try to be as graceful as I possibly can. I will be writing about what I am feeling, what I am going through and how I am getting through this whole thing.
Some days will be better than others. Some days I probably won’t like what I have to write to get it out of me.
I could easily  delete Random and Odd. I could then open another blog as a whole new person and start fresh and be able to write whatever I feel. I won’t be doing that.  Sorry.

Yosemite was an escape.  Looking at my surroundings and knowing how many years those trees were standing there and how year after year water runs down and makes a beautiful view.  Millions of people have walked the same trails and stood there in awe, It was exactly what I needed to do.  Get out of my head, get somewhere else.