After too many words and too much time, I thought I'd get to the point. I found that, when I finally surrendered, when I decided that I needed to take action despite my fears, my fears were unfounded. At every tenuous foothold, there was a net of supporters to catch me if I fell. If I were despondent about my divorce, I heard encouragement. When I reached out to help others in the same boat, I gained strength.
This didn't happen because I'm special, or bright, or through any virtue of my own. It happened because I let go; I admitted that I need others to help me through a problem I could not solve. Much to my surprise, the world did not come to an end.
There was--and there still is--a lot of solitary work to do. Even so, working toward a solution involves much more than I can do by myself.
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