Baby Steps

She likes to think she takes baby steps when approaching a new situation. She's not one to make a rash decision and jump into something, but she's also not one to stand against the wall and watch everyone else dance through life. She likes to take steps, but little ones. Baby steps as she likes to call them.

Everyday things get a little easier for her. She's becoming more comfortable in her new surroundings, and looking forward to making her new house more of a home. She's starting a new routine of sorts. She is focused on her and her dog, and no one else really.

Her breath still catches when she sees a picture of him or them. She still wants to know what his e-mail will say, even though she tries hard not to. She knows this is for the best, but she can't help but miss him. She hasn't cried in almost a week, but she sure does want to. However, she's going to do her best to hold it in, she's afraid she may take a few baby steps back if she allows herself to cry.

She wishes she could run full speed into her future and away from this past that is still nipping at her heals. But right now all she can manage is a baby step or two. Right now that's all the strength she has.