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GIFT DAY 039: listen to your gut:: and then we fled

8 Feb

I woke up this morning with a stomach ache. 

And I know my body too well to ignore what that means.

My stomach hurts when my intuition kicks in.

It’s my body’s way of telling me to listen to my gut.
And believe me, there have been too many times in my life that I have not listened to my gut.

Each time I ignored the warning signs I ended up in a mess.

After walking the dogs this morning and seeing neighbors board up windows, and not being able to ignore the pain in my stomach, I panicked about staying in the beach house for the impending Winter Storm Nemo.

nemo
“Panic” makes it sound much prettier than it was — in reality — I threw a full-on tantrum, packed a bag and demanded to be driven to the train station. Then I cried.

I’m not proud of my behavior, but I am owning it publicly.

Well, actually, let me restate that — I am proud of some of my behavior — the part where I listened to my gut and spoke up {read: threw a hissy fit} for it.

So maybe I changed my mind.

And, sure, this storm could pass without a worry. It probably won’t be the storm of the century …but maybe it will be.

And I don’t want to be sitting on the edge of the ocean watching it unfold.

Neither does my stomach.

As we left the house our neighbor walked out and said, “So you’re bailing?”

I looked at him and said, “Yes,” and told him we were going inland.

To that he said, “That’s the worst part of the snow.” 

Then he told me he was moving his car a mile inland because of the potential flooding.

I looked at him and realized I could never explain how I felt — my stomach was aching and I wanted to be on higher land. Just then I realized the only difference between us is that we have different comfort zones.

I would rather be in snow.

snow shovel, jamie eslinger, the promise 365, the promise daily

So now we are safely inland, tucked away with family.

The dogs are in the kennel probably chewing on a steak bone and running circles around each other.

One thing is for certain… we will have an ABUNDANCE of snow by tomorrow morning!

And, I, for one, am content to be snowed in under three feet of snow instead of 20 foot waves from ocean salt water.

The irony of it all?
The whole time I was panicking and carrying on, I was wearing my Lovemore+Fearless T-shirt.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie

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