Sometimes You Have To Fall Apart To Put Yourself Back Together

Two years ago…

I had to walk away from a lot of a life that I had been used to living… I had to walk away from certain things.. away from certain people… away from so much that I had spent so many years building… because I couldn’t hold it anymore… I couldn’t hold it and be okay…

I remember when my therapist suggested that I “take a break”… I had been through so much trauma, so much loss, struggling through so much grief and still…I felt shame, I felt weak, I felt lost…. and then, I felt terrified…

But, I’ve learned that sometimes you have to fall apart to know that you can put yourself back together… and that the version of you who shows up in the aftermath, it’s not the same you who ventured into the storm… you’ll have to listen to her… let her wisdom guide you… trust her…

Today we closed on a winter Florida home… a big milestone, a celebration, a huge accomplishment… a journey that started in seeking answers for what my soul now needed… a journey I’m learning IS the gold at the end of those rainbows…