PEOPLE GROW IN THE STRANGEST PLACES
Did you know that you are not supposed to assist a baby chick
as it chips its way out of the shell of the egg its hatched in.
Poor thing looks so weak and helpless.
Looks like he won’t make it.
It looks traumatic.
the very act of working his way slowly out of the shell and into the world strengthens him.
Transformation through trauma
Yes it’s a cliché,
but its true!
I never thought I’d be grateful for the shit I went through in my marriage.
Or for the depression and anxiety I experienced
in the ensuing years
as I rebuilt my life.
But there did come a day, some years later,
When I began to realise that all I had been through:
the process of forgiving
both myself and him,
rebuilding my identity
learning to live
without guilt and fear.
Had actually caused me to
as a person.
I had more compassion
a greater lust for life.
I had pecked my way out of the shell.
I was strengthened.
Now don’t misunderstand!
I would NEVER want to go through any of that again!
And it’s been a difficult journey
BUT I LIKE WHO I AM AS A RESULT OF THE JOURNEY I’VE BEEN ON.
Here is a poem I wrote about that.
If you could buy what I’ve been through,
I wouldn’t recommend you do.
This is MY life.
The past I’ve had I can’t undo
no matter how I might want to.
THIS is my life.
Not all fairy tale, bedtime story,
or bed of roses always sweet.
There have been times of pain and suffering
that have knocked me off my feet.
But over time as I’ve reflected.
I’ve learnt it’s best that I accept,
This IS my life.
And the question asked, “what might have been?”
Has become redundant now I’ve seen
that by accepting my life is THIS
I get to see what I almost missed –
THAT PEOPLE GROW IN THE STRANGEST PLACES
Have you found this to be the case?
In what ways?
What are your experiences?