I am sitting with myself and looking back on the many hurdles we have hopped through, some of me braver than I could ever master.
I am looking back and I am embracing the change that comes with leaving this place I have called my own and the freedom solitude affords.
I am scared! Many times! But tonight, this fear holds me safe like a dear old friend. I have been brave this long but not brave at the thought of how much changes with just one Yes.
I remember the stern words of the counsellor and still embrace my fear. I hope we have more journeys of joy over the years than tears and sticky dialogues. I don’t want forever to hurt, even when forever comes with pain, too.
And so I retire to bed holding fear in my chest. Taking in the last few moments of solitude. Embracing her like a friend who reminds me of what’s at stake. Because every so often, that is the reminder that reminds me of what bravery looks like at this moment.
The brevity of leaving behind freedom, the utopian spirit of living alone and the effortless joys of just doing life on your terms… when I think of that, I hope my heart can remember the brevity of choosing to do life with another person.
Tonight we lay down scared of the unspoken things in our dialogue. Selah.