sea legs

I spent much of this evening either bobbing around in a float in a lake or sitting on a bench at the end of a floating dock. In other words, I spent the evening floating. I returned to the cabin to shower and I realized I felt the bobbing sensation there with solid grounds beneath my feet. "Sea legs"--that illusion of movement where you know there is none but also a reference to learning to be steady on a pitching and tumbling boat.

This is such an apt metaphor for my life right now.

Here I am on this vacation with my girls. On a lake...swimming, eating, shopping, and tomorrow...drum roll please...boating. This is so out of character for me. I'm not the bravest person about doing things like boating. But I must get my sea legs, be brave, and makes these fun times with my girls. I need to swallow that fear and just do it.

At the same time, I also am learning that the rest of my life isn't pitching and swaying so much anymore. I am on firm ground. Safe. Dry. A place where I can relax. I like it here. With solid ground beneath my feet, the imaginary pitching and rolling needs to end.