It feels like I’ve been living in another world lately. One with unknown twists and turns, highs and lows that feel impossible to control and so much fear.
But the latter part of today felt different… It felt separate from this otherworldly experience – normal and familiar in a way I’ve been missing.
I wrote about hope yesterday; part of what felt so good today was reaching the other side of hope. The side where you feel vindicated for daring to hope at all.
It felt like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders, and I remembered how to breathe again. It felt like crossing the finish line of a race I’d been struggling through. I broke through the finish line tape and exhaled with profound relief.
I don’t know what tomorrow holds, but I know today was a breakthrough after being exposed to crisis for so long. I am deeply grateful for this moment of ease.
