After leaving San Francisco I found myself waiting for an apology. Many times I heard from those close to me I needed to stop waiting for an apology that would never come. I didn’t listen. Instead I dwelled and waited. It’s been four years since leaving San Francisco and guess what? The apology still hasn’t come but I’m no longer waiting for it. I’ve since encountered other situations with people for which I have waited for that apology but this post was a reminder for me to move on.
There’s a term I heard the other day. It’s “Goodbye Felicia”. Goodbye Felicia means saying goodbye to the things, people and even thoughts or expectations that no longer serve you. Tonight I say “Goodbye Felicia!” To all those things. While it’s been real it’s time to move on ❤️😇
If you’re waiting for an apology from someone who hurt you I’d like to encourage you to stop. Pick yourself up, dust yourself off and move on. What’s done is done. Move on. If you stop waiting you not only take your power back but you will no longer be disappointed when you don’t hear the words “I’m Sorry.
I choose sunshine
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This blog is too good not to share. I love Charlie’s sense of humor!! I have to say I’ve always been thankful my kids were allergic to horses because I can’t imagine myself on a horse. After reading Charlie’s blog I’m missing out on the adventure. I’ve said it before, if you’re not following Charlie, you should. He’s awesome!!
Five hundred feet below me the rocks of the Sierra Madre mountains appeared unforgiving, the guide called out, ‘It’s okay the horse knows where it’s going.’ I decided to leave my fate in the hands of a Mexican pony and sat back in the saddle. Eventually we came to a clearing by a stream and there was a picnic. Many hours later, with buttocks safely back in the bar, I finally realised why cowboys walk the way they do .
Later that evening we found a seat in the bar and I made yet another discovery; cowboys stand at the bar in saloons. This bar had a TV I’m not a fan of TV’s in bars, it was stage right so we sat stage left. I say sat; I tried perching on my hip, but this made me look like male model with hemorrhoids; at least here I could see the…
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This photo took my breath away. If you’re not following Mason Novak you should. If nothing else for the beautiful photos he shares of all his travels. He has a way with capturing everything beautiful behind the lense of his camera