Time traveling.

Three years ago, I was one anxious wreck.

I just realized this, reading back the posts.

I was intimidated of moving (again).

I was horrified at taking that big a step and leaving loved ones and places behind.

I was worried whether I was doing the right thing.

I can understand why.

I wish I could travel through time though, and look the Me I was back then in the eye.

I would look her in the eye and smile.

I would sing to her, "Jessie dear.. Every little thing's gonna be alright."

I would give her a bear hug just to convince her I am real.

I would probably twirl and wink and (try to) disappear.

Just to convince myself I'm still as crazy as I was.

So changed. So much more self confident. So much more happy.

But still crazy little me. :)

Xx

The Gypsy