Ok, before you get too excited, the pic is old, it was taken in 2009 after I had been given a wonderful gift to complete a transformation. The reason I am using it today is because it exudes how I am feeling. It’s been said that one can lose themselves during a marriage, a bad relationship or a highly demanding job, did you know you can also lose yourself during a loss? I never knew what an amazing gift a change in surroundings could be. The term being freed from a prison is a definite understatement for me, not only was I shackled to my environment but my soul was lost within those walls.
I’ve been out of there for about two weeks and it’s been amazing! I am no longer dreading coming home and I smile each time I pull into the drive. It is such a beautiful feeling to know that I have been given a second chance at becoming renewed. I feel lighter just knowing that I am no longer carrying the stress of the house around with me and sometimes I find myself grateful that I did have to spend some time there because had I not, I would not be seeing the gift I have today.
This morning I woke up feeling like Kimberly. That may seem strange but I haven’t felt her around me for a very long time. Many years ago I would spend my Sunday’s making homemade sauce and meatballs, well I cannot tell you the last time that actually happened. Guess what…today was the day! I went to the store this morning and totally veered from my list and found myself tossing cans in the cart, almost running to each and every ingredient that I was going to need. After arriving HOME, I turned up the music put on my dancing shoes (bare feet) and dug in. I found myself taking time, savouring every stir of the spoon as I watched the sauce and herbs blending with each other. The familiar smells, brought a peace to my heart and I became lost in the moment. After a quick taste I felt safe, secure, and happy. This was something that had gotten lost and tossed aside with my grief. Even though it is something simple, it brought an enormous amount of joy to my soul.
I am content in knowing that things may not be perfect nothing ever is, but I have been given a great blessing, a chance to change. Many of us do not see the chance to change as an opportunity, it is often seen as something bad and we go running in fear. I wonder if the caterpillar sees her time in the cocoon as a gift of change and does not see it as just a circumstance beyond her control. I’m going to guess that the beauty within her is a sign that she appreciated her chance, clung to it and emerges as the most beautiful version of her new self.
Have you been given a second chance at becoming you again? Please share.