My Zenith

I walked to the end of the driveway.  Surrounded by trees and squirrels and forest.
And I thought, it quite likely will never get any better than this.
This, in my 54th year of life on this planet.
Surrounded by all that nature can offer.  Trees, greenery, and creatures, feathered and furred.
A beautiful home to call my own.  Filled with four cats, a bird, a hubby.
Large, picture windows looking out onto greeness.
Calmness.  Tranquility.  Peace.  Quiet.
It will likely never get better than this.
I have reached my zenith.
The top of my game.
The most fortuitousness I will likely see in my life.
The most abundance.  The most real estate.  The most of probably everything.
And I am so grateful for all of it.
For the chance to have had the opportunity to have it.
Who knows where any of life’s roads may take us.  But somewhere along the way, I must have done something good, as the song says.
Perhaps nose to the grindstone.
Perhaps reading the book “Having It All” by Helen Gurley-Brown back in the day.  That was a tremendous book with a tremendous lesson for all.
Perhaps trying to be nice.
Perhaps trying to use more honey than vinegar.
Who knows.
All I know is that I am so grateful when I go to sleep at night for all the abundance that the Universe has offered to me.
A little girl from Oakville.
Who has lived in more than one scrappy apartment along the way.
Who didn’t know what she wanted out of life at all.
But just let life happen.
Allowed goodness into her life.  And then the next thing she knew, at age 54, she had allowed so much goodness, and there was so much joy, she was brimming with gratitude.
No matter what happens from here on in, I know the Universe has a plan in motion.
And I am open to all of it.  My heart is open.
Open to adventures.  To changes.
And to endings, which are really only new beginnings.
And now this house, this entity, my zenith, is sold.
New people will now love this house and home and they will treat her well, I know it.  They will keep her in the lifestyle to which she is accustomed, as the line goes.  They will care for her, and maintain her, and spoil her.  I know it.  I can see it in their eyes that they will love being here.  Embraced and ensconsed in the entity of this house and home.  The nature that surrounds it.  The forest that protects it.
This house and home has been a part of my life for more than a decade.
And when I close the door for the last time, it will be to open the door to the next chapter, adventure, era.
And what I do know is that whatever happens, it was meant to be.
And I will be forever grateful, at having had the opportunity to reach this zenith in my life.


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