I see the evidence of the imprint you’ve left manifested in my reality.
And now, in this period of uncertainty, it is unclear how the timeline will unfold.
There is more on the chess table than I can control.
There are images, stories in my head that leave me discouraged. With little option but to let go. To stop wanting to put a square peg into a round hole.
I’ve been in this place before.
It is time to take a different approach. To do different to get different. To stop doing the same old thing in the face of a new reality that beckons me to morph into new form.
It’s the process of going from caterpillar to butterfly. A butterfly whose wings are marked with the imprint of the past who shaped it.
I will always carry a little peice of you with me. You’ve marked my life in ways that influenced my path; influenced my story.
What a wonderful and messy life this is.