Perhaps the Seeds of New Opportunities
August is riddled with anniversaries that cause a great deal of emotions and the heavy grief of a lost loved one and a past life. When I was teaching, I loved it because I had new faces to look forward to, new names to remember, and new stories to tell. In more recent years, I’ve looked forward to it for similar reasons, but working with educators across the country with new faces, names, and stories.
This August, like so much this year, is different. There has been additional self-reflection and digging deeper within. I’ve asked myself hard questions. I’ve accepted, forgiven, and trusted myself. Which also happen to be the final nuggets of wisdom shared with me by my therapist in our last session together. No, really…I have it on sticky that came across the country with me.
Today, I woke up feeling a shift. I can’t fully explain it, but it has filled me all day.
This afternoon, a comment thread sent me to the profile of my former husband’s new partner. The profile photos show a ring on her finger and my heart got sad for a bit. In that moment, I sat in the feelings and then let go.
I let go of that old life.
I let go of him.
I let go of tears.
I thanked God in all Her glory for letting me grow into the truest version of myself and recognizing that I would not be the me I am today had I never left.
Perhaps an overdue goodbye.
Perhaps closure.
Perhaps a new moon.
Perhaps the seeds of new opportunities.
