I feel I am on a threshold of new beginnings. It has been five years since Bob transitioned. It has been a time of quiet, introspection while becoming more acquainted with who I am. It has been a time of deep grief. It has been a time of fear, I felt like a little girl not knowing which way to turn. I for the first time in my life had to lean on me. So I did. I spent time reading and writing, working in the yard, growing some herbs and vegetables. It was healthy as it stretched me in new ways. Just being still and listening made a difference.
There have been challenges, especially this year. The latest was a medical challenge. It wasn’t serious in that it was treated and hopefully will not present itself again. It was a wake-up call like what am I going to do with the rest of my life. What gifts do I have to share and how will I best share them? How can I best serve others who walk the wilderness path?
I feel the challenges are helping me break free of the cocoon, through this new breath of life, from little girl lost to woman found. Through it all, I am gaining wings to fly.
I am in gratitude.