Don’t Put All Your Eggs in One Backpack


Mornings are probably the most difficult part of my days. Starting off right is hardly ever easy, especially when a part of me would rather spend the beginning, middle, and end right where I lie when I awake. Though parting with my pillow is a hard job, it is so important and totally impacts the way I view my entire life when I return to it at night.

With that in mind, I dragged myself out of bed this morning for an Easter egg hunt, for I am now a self-proclaimed “Morning Person”… for whatever that’s worth. Sleep felt so good and holidays can be tricky so far away from what has been home while entering recovery; escape from memories and any nostalgia seemed much more taunting today. Being a morning person, I led with a yes and chose to find my inner child while searching for the brightly-colored eggs hidden throughout our lawn. Humoring friends in the activity, I uncovered pure joy in the competition of the event and an energy far surpassing any caffeine boost I would have previously sought to get me through the day.

Opening each egg and engaging in a new tradition, I was touched to discover affirmations in the eggs, along with the necessary jelly beans. With a desire to spread the holiday sentiments, my friends and I decided to share the love. We got dressed and headed out for a morning hike to the filming site of MASH. We packed a portion of the Easter eggs, and dispersed them along the trail.

Weekend hikes have become something I thoroughly look forward to. Being strong enough to carry myself for a thirty-minute walk, never mind a trek through the mountains, has helped exponentially in the acceptance and admiration of my body. As a person who struggles, at times, to connect to my experiences and self, I cherish the moments where life enables me to do so effortlessly. As we climbed the mountains and reached the peaks, I was astounded at how lucky I was to be surrounded by such incredibly determined women on a beautiful morning, with an ability to be a part of and notice these moments. Expanding positive feelings to anyone who came across our eggs was really just an added bonus.

In retrospect, today I am grateful for the opportunity to be. I am grateful for the people in my life who hide the eggs for me, and I am grateful to hide them for any stranger who might need a reminder that they are valued. I am grateful for any mountain in my life, and I am grateful for the chance to climb it. I am grateful for jelly beans, and I am grateful for the smiles they bring, and I am grateful that they bring smiles. Today, I am grateful for today. But, most of all, I am grateful that I started today.




2 Replies to “Don’t Put All Your Eggs in One Backpack”

  1. Double A,
    Did you find the volume of any of those eggs???
    Calculus is Glory, greta to see you having such a great time

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