After This

I needed the sea and sky, in all their glory, because the walls were closing in and fear started creeping. I craved the widest expanse I could find and the brightest of light to chase away the shadows. So I went. There in the light of day, at the edge of the Atlantic, my truth found me…

There will be no room for fear when this over. There will be no waiting ’til the perfect time to make a move. There will be no more excuses. Only life, and the living of it. There will be long hugs and sweet kisses, laughter and deep conversations, because moments together are entirely too precious for anything less. There will be nothing left unsaid. There will be forgiveness. There will be a letting go. Because finally, after all this time, I have learned how. This space, this place in time, has left me no other choice. There will be stillness. And rest. There will be love. Pure love. And peace. Never to be threatened again. Because of all that I have lived through, because of all that I have learned. I can see myself, now. I mean really see myself. I love my grey hair. And the lines in my face. Because they just are. It’s like the sea, in me. Ebb and flow, come and go. But not quite yet. Because after this, after all of this, life is going to know…