Getting my wings back

The other day I drove.  It has been five years since I last drove.  I felt I lost my confidence and was so anxious.  But while driving I felt great.  

Reminisced about when I was 13 or 14 and my grandfather took me on an old country road where he let me drive to the dump near by.  He didn’t say anything,  just calmly sat by me.  Or when he let me drive so we can go clamming.  He trusted me and more importantly, I trusted him.  

I felt alive.  My seizures can not keep me shackled anymore.  I am growing with every moment that passes.  Another item checked off my bucket list.  

Free to live a #Fannytasticlife. 

Retirement at 37.

I recently left my job, I am considering that I retired.  You may call it what you like.  The send off I recieved from my work family was amazing.  

From the decorations, to the food, and all the planning, I was treated like a goddess!  My colleagues and their beautiful faces, so sweet.

I was employed for almost twelve years in the Labor Union industry and although I have held many experiences, this one was different.  

Truly Special.  I now am off to a new experience of sorts but most importantly I will be closer to my children.

Cheers, to love, life and happiness!