But I know that everything takes time. And my time hasn’t really come yet.
So instead of wallowing in self-pity, instead of drowning myself with my own tears, instead of worrying about things that may never happen… I knew I needed to stand up, and somehow, re-invent myself to face the things that made me afraid. I’m still a bit scarred & scared, but I know that taking small baby steps now will prepare me to make long strides in the days to come.
My first step took me to that 1 step to find a place I can call home. Living with my husband now gave me a sense of security, a sense of belongingness and oneness I thought I can never find. He’s my source of strength. He taught me that I need to be courageous, because it is fear which will put me down. He taught me that I have an inner strength, what I only need to do is to re-discover them.
I am in a journey right now. It is the longing to be re-connected which drives me to be where I am today.
Journey… discovery… re-discovery… re-learning the things I have always known. Buried in my past, but aching to come out and become the one it was destined to be.
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