In 2011, I rekindled relationships and buried my biological father. Through our spiritual connection, I became a stronger woman. Through my journey to Ethiopia, I passed through phases of my life, preparing me for the years that immediately followed. 2012 was life-changing. My son and I boarded a plane to take a journey of a lifetime. 2013 was a humbling experience as we began to face some harsh realities of relocating to a powerful city. It was a year of revelations. 2014 has been a year of tears, both happiness and sadness. New beginnings...let the pen continue to write beyond the words that remain glued to the paper space. For, it is a blessing and a gift, a healing portal and I am solely a vessel. 2015 will be a year of perspectives, a year of immense growth as I apply the things Ive experienced, the things that have matured me and prepared me. I will walk away from tainted relationships, bruised by the expiration tag that told us our time was up a long time ago. I will embrace new environments that I never imagined I would meet. I will enjoy simplicity and silence, and yes, peace. I will straighten my back and walk tall, pleased with the direction of which my life is heading. I will choose carefully how I invest my time, now understanding its value and worth. I will pursue new interests to empower my steps in 2016 and beyond. I will admire the movers and shakers, people who do more than they talk. I will start meditating often. I will cry when I want to, laugh out loud and mind my manners like my Bermudian mommy taught me and my Jamaican father reminded me. I will cook aackee and saltfish, fish and chips, codfish and potatoes with all the trimmings, enjoying the mixed culture that makes me a rich individual. Priceless, indeed! I will remember the positivity and ignore negativity, no matter who delivers it. I will apply sugar, not salt to the wounds of others and then step aside while they heal in their own time. I will walk away. I will close doors that only reveal new doors instead of searching for a crack. I will strip myself of baggage that weighs me down cause it is no longer for me. I will dance in a white dress, no PURPLE, allowing my feet to be lead and learning new steps. It is time. This chapter of my life has been over for some time but I held on to it, afraid to let life take its course. It is time to say goodbye, good luck and thank you - your words, encouragement, support and the good times. I am stronger because of those positive gifts that you have presented me with. I bid you farewell, and even though I am never too far away, I am ready to watch from a distance, until we meet again. Its time.
Posted on: Thu, 20 Nov 2014 01:10:34 +0000
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