We are constantly invited to be what we are.”―
I truly believe that we don’t change all that much over the course of our lifetime. Instead, I think that we become our truer selves. As we evolve, we reveal just that much more of our essence; we don’t move closer to something outside, but rather we emerge more fully, until, perhaps, we are complete and whole and transparent.
Some days it is terrifying to acknowledge that the twelve year old me is not all that different from the forty-eight year old me. For the most part, I have moved past the memories that make me grimace, stepping more often into moments that elicit a small smile. Occasionally, I’ll pick up the wrong coat and slip comfortably into old habits and engage in long-ago conversations, but the coat just doesn’t fit so easily anymore. And it definitely doesn’t match my shoes.