Jul 15 2010
I find myself in an odd predicament. Anyone who has been through something extremely difficult (the kind of thing that strips you of your dignity, your pride your dreams and fills you with fear) might understand the situation I now find myself in. After such an ordeal, one might find it hard to open up again to the possibilities they once dreamed of. I confess I fell into that category for the better part of three years while I licked my wounds; but I have seen a glimpse of the “incredible” that was me before misfortune quietly stole away my confidence. It’s wonderful to remeber your passions and to let yourself dare to dream that you could be so happy. I find my imagination running wild again with all kinds of beautiful visions. Sometimes I let fear creep back in, “Who do you think are to deserve these wonderful things?”. I have to scream at that tiny voice in the back of my head, “I have found more courage, humility and gratitude than I ever thought possible and I deserve EVERYTHING good I can imagine!”
What do I imagine? Lots of things, but mostly…I imagine myself finding love again. REAL love. “I am so proud of you!”…”I can’t stop thinking about you!”…”I am so lucky to have you.”…”I’ve gotta have you!” LOVE. Imagination is my favorite passtime again!