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Don’t Cross The Bridge Till You Come To It
Every Sunday, I get out of town with a dear friend.
She’s a certified badass and the most empowered woman I’ve ever had the honor of knowing. Last weekend, we walked the Carquinez Bridge for four hours. What sunshine, fresh air, and a little socializing do for your soul is truly amazing.
I thought for sure, at forty-two, I’d have it all figured out. At the very least, I would still have a husband, a family, and a house.
While my friend and I walked ten miles through Crockett, I noticed how good it felt to wander around an unfamiliar town, figuring out our route with each step. And what a relief it was to leave my teenage kids at home while I lived my life for a little while.
I haven’t a clue what tomorrow brings. Or where I’ll be in ten years. But one thing is certain: I’ll cross that bridge when I get there.
Thank you for reading. ❤
Jessica Divina is coming into her own. She loves healing her heart while writing, cycling, and playing music. Please visit her YouTube channel or TikTok page to hear her original songs.
