And Miles To Go Before I Sleep...

I feel as though I just had a very Robert Frost-esque moment, lol.

I took the dog out for a quick walk, and I was just so struck with the scenary. The snow has stopped, it is quiet...and the stars are so brilliant in the sky. I actually stopped with the dog at the edge of the woods and watched the patterns that the bare tree branches made against the winter sky. It's definitely cold out, but it feels refreshing. Then a cloud passed and the moon came out. Fenway and I were both still and I just watched my breath come out. I felt extremely connected to nature.

Then it struck me.

My life is not perfect, by any means, and God knows how many mistakes I've made. But...the feeling that i had outside was one of quiet contentment. I think, I am finally, at peace with my life and self. I love Ben. I love the child inside of me. And everything is going to be just fine.

I would love to share a poem that has gotten me through many hard times in my life, and is dear to my heart. It's called "Wild Geese" by Mary Oliver.

You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile, the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes
over the praries and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you liek the wild geese, harsh and exciting --
Over and over announcing your place
in the family of things