I wish I could list it all off, offer it all up, and dump it all out. Right here. On the internet.
Talking with DF on Friday I actually felt it as pain. All over my body. Then I felt it as a purge. And now I feel empty. Nothing really left to lose. But with nothing left to lose there is a loss of fear. A fear of failure. Of being sad. Of being alone. Of being a failure. I've been all of those things, and through all of those emotions. No fear - because I know I can survive it all over again - because I already have - and I am.
J noted to me that I seem a lot more calm as of late. Hmm. Calm.
Yes, a lot of anger I carried around for years has finally disseminated. And I have let it go. Anger is bad. Anger is toxic. Anger has gotten me into some of the mess I am in now. There is and was nothing healing or forgiving (to myself) by living in the anger. But it was the best I could do - then. Now, the best I have is more. I know it. And I am so grateful it is so.
The perspective a dear friend has brought into my life - (friends really are the biggest blessing in life, are they not?) I finally see hope in a relationship I had almost abandoned entirely.
And she came. And she held my hand. And the look of concern - the look of a mother - something I don't remember seeing in 20 years - a miracle. A gift. And a hope. A hope that all is not lost. She is not lost - or hopefully not forever.
I feel that an era of change and transition lays before me. Before us. And I know that the path behind me has given me the tools, and the strength, to lead my loved ones down this waythat lays before us.
And maybe that is why I am here.