February 11, 2016 (3/3)
I was petrified to write these words earlier this week out of fear the heaviness would stick, that I would not make it to the other side. I have been here before and every time I allow the dam to open I find my way to solid ground, stronger, lighter, happier than I imagined. I am reminded time and time again that my emotions roll through, when allowed, and do not have to drown me. At the end of day, freedom comes through recognizing what’s true, no matter what the truth of the moment is or how long it needs to last.