Letting go...

Oh, how I resist those words.  I am not good at letting go-  I hold on, hold on for dear life!  But is that the best way to live my dear life?

I love roller coasters.  (Well, frankly, I did when I was younger and they didn't make me so dizzy that I felt sick!  Ah, the joys of aging....)  But I did love the thrill of the ride, but I could never let go.  Not once.  I had a death grip on that bar so tight that my hands ached.  What would that ride have felt like if I had relaxed that grip?  Even more exhilarating?  Freeing?  And I still (presumably) would have ended up in the same place at the end of that ride, right?

Dueling Dragons Coaster, my favorite!!!

I hold on to a lot.  I am a sentimental soul (ie, hoarder), a protective and loving parent (ie, helicopter mom), guarder of memories (ie, still not fully over the hearbreak of junior high). 

So my goal as I enter this new chapter of my life is to let go, loosen the grip, keep my eyes open, and enjoy the ride!