Did you ever wonder what would happen if the storm you were living in suddenly began to subside? Our storms of life have to eventually come to an end just as the recent “Perfect Storm” did. It came in with a vengeance, ripping apart homes, cars, leaving people stranded and without power. In the blink of an eye it left a path of destruction and was gone. I think a lot of us can compare our personal struggles with that very storm.
Some were prepared and other’s decided against fleeing their homes; forecasts were predicting what was to come, however other’s chose not to head the warning. The storm left a definite path of destruction and some scars that will take time to heal. That is no different from what I went through in MY storm. I can continue comparing the destructive path of that storm with the destruction that my divorce left, OR I can focus on the strength and courage I gained while riding out the storm and where it has gotten me today.
I guarantee you that anyone who was in the eye of the recent weather will someday tell their story of strength, courage, and will to live. It is very easy to lose sight of those things when you are living through or grieving over something terrible that happened. It is usually not clear to those suffering that during the phases of grieving they are really growing and beginning their transformation. I’ve seen signs along they way that I was healing but at times I still lacked the confidence that I was truly on a path toward my future. Recently I was asked where I am in my grieving process and I had to stop and think. I was surprised at how long it took me to reach an answer. When I finally got it and spoke it out loud I did it with a smile on my face. Sounds odd I know, but it showed me how strong I really have become. At this point in my process I am in the “snap my fingers Hell No phase”! The “why did that person think they could do that to me?” phase. I felt as strong as ever when I answered that question, along with feelings of hope that I am that much closer to having the wound healed.
It’s amazing, all I needed was one simple question to make me see the path I am currently on, the path to my future. Just as the caterpillar when it breaks free from the cocoon realizes that it is on its way to a bigger life, the butterfly life. I like to think that I am just beginning my butterfly life. I can honestly say for the first time in a long time that I am HAPPY. I can see possibilities ahead. I know life is not perfect and I”m sure I will come up against a few rain showers here and there, but I’ve survived the “Perfect Storm”, I can survive anything after that.
I am ready to discover all of the capabilities that my new path has to offer. I know what it feels like to be in the eye of the storm and cling to hope. I also know what it feels like when the storm takes a horrible turn. If I am faced with a storm again I will always chose hope rather than focusing on how bad the storm can get. It is the hope that has gotten me where I am today.
Do you have a story of hope you can share? Respond in the comments.
Courageous Butterfly 11/1/12