There were razor sharp edges this week. Every way I turned I came upon resistance, literal and figurative. The harder I tried to push them away, the more futile I knew it was. I got angry, I gave up, I wept and then I just gave in. I stopped fighting, accepted (actually asked for) a shoulder. Once I stopped focusing on how alone and perilous my situation felt, I realized I was in the middle of a tight circle of people. They stood with me and suddenly it was as if a veil had been lifted.
I resolved not to let myself feel anything more than I feel my joy.
And damn if getting rid of the edges hasn’t made my joy feel limitless.
Good for you asking for the shoulder. 🙂 Sometimes letting the edges cut into us makes it that much better when the joy arrives in full force. You’re beautiful.
There’s beauty, and confidence, here, in these words.
Thank you …
You look so very happy being right there with your girls.
Oh you are so fierce about doing things yourself. It’s good to let people help you, even if it’s just a shoulder. Because oh how important that shoulder can be.
lovely. learning to lean on others has been a big lesson for me lately. wishing you endless joy
Razor sharp edges. So descriptive. I understand. I’m glad you are on the other side, in joy. xo
I think Instagram should be the #1 ap for iPhone right now….cute pics