My life is comprised of a variety of relationships. some as strong but brittle as twine. Some soft and flimsy like yarn. Both useful and beautiful. I find that in a few days, shears will threaten my attachments.
I am a scared and useless balloon, all I can hope for is to find what I am looking for.
In my head I know this decision to move is the right one and that it is worth it. In my heart, it feels like a finality I have never felt before, like the death of something given up.
This has, by far, been the longest goodbye. I find that I silently say farewell to my favorite trees on familiar roads. My eyes constantly burn and yearn for more saltwater. I have never in my life felt so divided against myself.
I heard somewhere that one who is trying to move to some place against something can never be at peace. I feel like I am moving against myself...I can't wait to let go...to be at rest...to be free
Lord, if you must, I will let you cut every attachment...no matter what that means. You are worth everything!!!
1 comment:
i really like some of the language you used..."my eyes constantly burn and yearn for more saltwater". its a beautiful line.
hope things work out, I have faith that they will.
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