11/18/2021
[long & sappy]
Time does heal. I still remember drawing this on the window of the car that drove the 4 of us to the airport that morning - 3 of us would fly home to Utah.
I felt numb. I knew it would all hit hard later - and as if to leave some mark that I had actually been there, I left a heart behind on a window of a stranger's car in Germany.
And simultaneously it feels like it has been 6 years and also 100 years since then. We moved forward, at first, because we had to. One hour at a time. With some time, one day at a time.
All change starts with being honest with yourself. Honest about where you are and then about where you want to go.
These days, the months fly by. Time continues to heal.
When at first, all I could do was literally lay there - like a baby - with some time I started to "crawl" through the pain. Then, "stand" in it. Then, "walk" (and stumble) through it.
Now I find myself choosing to move forward towards the life I want to live - and even running to keep up. 😉
If you're the one in a passenger seat in life, staring blankly at a fogged up window, feeling numb because the emotions are too overwhelming to process - I'll sit with you in it. I remember how it feels. You can lean in until you're ready to crawl. 😉