I suffered a hard blow last evening. It was unexpected and darn near knocked me off my feet despite the fact that there was no physicality to it. It was an emotional blow so inconceivable to me in the moment that I struggled to take it in.
I brought in the new year with a new understanding of my capability and resilience. It is amazing the things that experience brings you – introspection, perspective, and tolerance. I have grown over the years…matured…mellowed. In my own failings I have found a space for understanding others’ failings. In the humanity that has been shown to me, I have learned to extend humanity to others. Not foolishly or haphazardly, but with an appreciation of where it has the potential to have a positive effect.
And so I start the new year triumphant, not because I am bright and shiny, but because I am sage and seasoned. I am a byproduct of all those experiences of years past – I am evolving still, and more importantly – I am still standing.
Day one thousand two hundred and seventy-four of the new forty – obla di obla da