I’ve missed you. This past year has been a bit of a challenge for me. I moved from a home and town I loved, to a new town and a new way of life — a retirement community! My choice.
I’m near all my children now, and my youngest grand babies who are 3 months, 3 and 5 years old. I’ve not had this privilege since my kids all lived at home and we all lived in Grayling. So that’s a big deal. (Thank you, Papa 🙏🏼)
But with that joy comes a condition I don’t do well: change. Like this image, my life has been a series of cocoons and emergence. This year has seen many stronger cocoons, with each time taking more strength than I have on my own to break free of.
And so, I have been focused on just one thing: To fight the prison my mind is determined to create, adapt to my new life, and have a longer period outside of the cocoon than in. Does that make sense?
With this post, and the “Prayer for the President” that was posted 3 days ago [“I Don’t Hate Anyone!”], I’m seeing a ‘breakthrough’ which gives me hope. Don’t expect miraculous results — though they truly are — I’ll still be me. A little bent, a little broken, but me.
Might be a while for the wings. Might even be a moth. But I’m still here.
And that leads me to the rest of the story. Stick around. This may be interesting.
Love you, thank you for your patience. Your prayers.