Last weekend we got away and it was great timing. We spent a long weekend with old friends in a hundred year old cabin on a small lake. Even with the kids along, it was restful and rejuvenating. We had such a good time we stayed an extra day. Which ended up being a perfect choice because my husband lost his job the day after we got back.

We’d known this was possibly coming for a while, and I’m not entirely sure it’s fully sunk in yet. He was a remote employee, so everything was handled via the web and I was already used to having him home during the day. But things are still different.

While we were up at the lake, we both tried kayaking for the first time. It’s one of those things that I was always afraid to do and now I wonder why. If money was no object and we had a convenient lake nearby, I’d by buying one tomorrow.

Out on the water, by myself, it was so quiet. The lake is generally calm, the wind whips up occasionally and there are motor boats to watch out for, but when I took the kayak out for the first time, it was peaceful. I felt completely calm and in control. I knew I didn’t really know what I was doing. But I was wearing a life jacket and I didn’t get too far beyond visibility from the top of the boat house or shouting distance from the dock.

There were times my arms grew tired. In the past I might have panicked or chided myself for not being strong enough. But instead I just stopped paddling. Click To Tweet

I bobbed up and down on the gentle current until I could catch my breath. The whole experience was amazing.

I’ve spent so much of my life being afraid of things. Things that might happen, things that probably wouldn’t happen, things that did happen. Never once did the obsessive worry make it easier to deal with legitimate bad news.

I’ve been feeling so tired the past few months. Worn out with the weight of it all and the sense of impending doom. But I can honestly say my anxiety was lower than in the past. When we finally heard the final word about my husband’s job, it was almost a relief. At least now we could unhook our boats and move onto the next thing.

While yes, we are doing all the correct logistical things, I’m also trying to avoid the usual rush when there is a sudden life change. Today I felt harried and stressed, even though it was just the typical kinds of things.

But I remembered how I felt out on that lake, and how freeing it felt to just stop paddling. It’s safe for me to float for a while and embrace the peace.

We are headed out into open water with only the sun and stars to guide us. For now, we're OK with that. Because we know the one who made the sun stand still and calls the stars by name. Click To Tweet