Since having Isaac, I haven’t been able to go to the Garden very much but I do try to get out at least once for my birthday. Back in September, I stopped by and , as usual, it did not disappoint. I walked in, made it about 20 feet and then saw this gorgeous art installation piece across the bridge, and burst into tears:

I had all the feels. All of the tension, stress, worry, doubt, and pent up negative emotions that had been sitting on my shoulders and in my chest melted away. Those words just like permission to let it all go. And I did. It was beautiful and moving and cathartic. I’m sure the folks passing me by on the bridge thought I was crazy or something. I mean, who goes to a beautiful garden and ugly cries?

I missed this. Sooooo much.

I made a promise to myself to hear nature cleansing and not wait until my birthday next year to visit the Garden.

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