I was determined that after making the most of the 2 months that were all mine, I would (with fond memories) let the time go. Along with that I would also let go of the pain, resentment, guilt and just damn fed up'ness, that I took on in the year prior. So here I stand screaming at the ocean as I let it all go......making room for the new. I left home so that I could leave it somewhere else. I chose the ocean because it calms my soul. Feeling small, humbled and renewed is encouraging. It's feeling His promise without any distractions.
After allowing many tears that have been buried in pain yet draped in joy, I vow to accept what was - is - and now can be. I feel as if my heart is waking up and being set free to settle in where it's meant to be. I've allowed this to surface, and by choice, invited Him in to do some fixing. I can then guard my heart knowing that it's not rooted in a fleeting past or tied to an identity that I once claimed in error. Strongholds now gone, I work to build back up what's solid.
