August has been a whirlwind of changes I’ve never known before.
They say your hormones change every 7 years from the year you get your period. I received my blessing in disguise when I was 13. I am now 27. So, based on this, I’m on evolution number 3 and chica, am I.
The foods I eat are no longer sustaining.
The nights I make are more sensitive to what the next morning brings.
The career I inhabit is very much driven by the lifestyle I envision (not the other way around).
It’s scary to recognize, yes? More scary to honor it when the voices of the world tell you it’s all ok just the way it is (PS: it isn’t).
I thought I was alone in this. This month I felt so alone in the changing, in the chaos, in the uncertainty of what’s to come.
And I felt less alone.
This is why I love the blogging community. More often than not, there seems to be a theme among us. It isn’t a reason to tense up and think the other woman is doing better than you. It isn’t a reason for doubt or insecurity that they’re somehow better than you. It isn’t a reason not to join because you think you have nothing to add.
(PS: You do, please share it with all of us)
No, it’s a reason to CELEBRATE that you’re not alone. It’s a reason to HONOR your stillness, your reflection state, or your sadness.
May you honor what you need in this moment, and know you’re not alone in it.