Metamorphosis

 


I am thankful for myself. 

My health, my sense of humour, my belief in who I am, my faith, my adventurousness, my photography, my ability to turn a phrase, my love, my spirit, my heart…

I am 58…inching toward 60, my mum passed away at the start of summer and I am, for the first time, parentless, which leaves me more free in some ways, than I have ever been. 

I am forever grateful for my mum and I miss her more than words could ever say…I tear up as I type this.

However, I feel as though I have a chance to sort recreate, or add-on…or even just sort of shift about the parts of me that inevitably change with the passages of life.

I am mindfully and purposefully creating/choosing the me that will emerge from this sorrowful time.

Almost like a cocoon of sorts 

A metamorphosis 

~ ~ ~

Thankful Thursday


Comments

  1. Tea With Jennifer23/09/2021, 19:54

    I'm saddened to hear you have lost your Mum but am gladdened you are working through your grief in such a positive way.
    You're most welcome to join me in a cuppa at Tea With Jennifer,
    Bless you,
    Jennifer

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  2. Michelle24/09/2021, 10:11

    I lost my mom last year, so I do understand your pain. I admire the way you are approaching this new phase of life. Positivity is a wonderful thing for body, mind, and spirit. Thank you for linking up.

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  3. Barbara Harper26/09/2021, 16:56

    That's one nice thing about this time of life--we have so many choices and so much more experience than when we were young adults.

    I felt "orphaned" when my mom died. My dad had passed on several years before. Now beloved mentors are gone as well. It's sobering to realize that now we're to take up their mantle.

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