Today I was thinking about the song from the Dixie Chicks, "Wide Open Spaces," and how I moved across the country to be with my "cowboy" so far from home. That space became my home and we had two sweet children while I was there.
Funny how that wide open space just seemed to get bigger over the years, but instead of freedom it felt like distance and isolation: lonely. I was lonely with my cowboy, and lonely for some family and friends I'd left across the country.
Seems like it was so long ago, but it was really 8 years. It took a lot out of me to come back to a narrower space and redefine/ recognize freedom for me and my kids. My cowboy is not here, but I know I am in a wide enough space to grow in the freedom I was called to blossom in.
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Funny how that wide open space just seemed to get bigger over the years, but instead of freedom it felt like distance and isolation: lonely. I was lonely with my cowboy, and lonely for some family and friends I'd left across the country.
Seems like it was so long ago, but it was really 8 years. It took a lot out of me to come back to a narrower space and redefine/ recognize freedom for me and my kids. My cowboy is not here, but I know I am in a wide enough space to grow in the freedom I was called to blossom in.
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Some things to ponder. Isn't that funny that the wide open space you think would make one feel free.
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Yes, funny how things work out like that, Susan. The pic was found on http://charitysingleton.blogspot.com/p/wide-open-spaces.html (sorry I forgot to mention in blog body!)
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ReplyDeleteWow! Thanks so much!
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