Life is a series of natural and spontaneous changes.
Don't resist them; that only creates sorrow.
Let reality be reality.
Let things flow naturally forward in whatever way they like.
Do you remember that moment when Wendy decided to leave Neverland? Do you remember Peter promised to always love her in that place between sleeping and awaking where you can still remember dreaming? That is how I feel right now about leaving The Picnic Girl.
I never thought I would come to this point where life as the Picnic Girl is no longer relevant. It hurts a little and at the same time very relieving to actually find myself grown up, actually love my job, starting a family, and have a bigger dream-- bigger than those dreams of having all the times in the world to lay on the grass watching the world revolving.
At first, it feels a little bit weird to realize that I no longer make that much time to travel off the beaten path-- and completely ok with that. Yes, I still steal hours and hours of me-time every morning to taste the crisp peppermint wind, sip my coffee slowly, stealing Mondays, listen to the chirping birds, and cloud spotting-- but I also enjoy doing nothing with my husband in our home, going out for a soiree, watching movies, and spend even more time to read and write. I guess growing up is not so bad after all. It is inevitable and enjoyable.
So, this is the last post on the Picnic Girl.
I am now moving forward to a new home: The Deer and Unexpected Soiree.