Messages

There are times we know something is off, but we can’t prove it: the avenue you hope for leads to a dead end. Your gut, though, whispers and then screams, begging you to seek the truth beyond the roadblocks.

The Universe is testing me in ways I hadn’t imagined on the eve of the biggest part of my reinvention, and although I cannot take the route I wish I could, I am answering.

I hear you, I know this test, and I will continue moving forward.

You are right.

Thank you for giving me the life I have, for the amazing  husband who carries my baggage on his shoulders on the hard days. For his “I’m not sorry”s after I apologize (again) for having a violent past that sometimes creeps into our present. For the “we’ve got this” moments and the “I love you” actions.

There are things I cannot do that need to be done. Things that must remain unsaid in the way that has been asked of me. Still, I must say something.

You are right.