It it a simple fact that things begin, continue, and end. Perhaps it is a little too obvious to merit much thought in everyday life. The realisation of this very basic fact has, however, been much on my mind these past few days. It was not gentle or gradual by any means; rather a profound, brutal shaking of my entire self out of a long numbness. Painful, yes — but a salutary kind of ache, I believe. It seems irreverent to be thankful, and yet must we not grow and change, in happiness as well as in sorrow?
But enough about the bittersweet. Last evening, I turned the page for good when I dropped off the keys to my former apartment and said a final adieu to a difficult period in my life. I have accepted that moving there, and remaining there for a year and a half in spite of how deeply miserable it made me, was a big mistake on my part. It taught me a valuable lesson: there are limits to what my body and mind can (and should) withstand. And without that harrowing experience there, I probably would not appreciate the calm and peace that I enjoy here every single day. I love my cozy little nest!
Speaking of coziness, today is an excellent day to remain cocooned behind drawn curtains, with hot drinks and a favourite movie or two. (Irish tea brack will be in the oven soon, and stovetop popcorn will be attempted later.)
P.S. You may be interested to know that I have just updated my links list; it includes a few new discoveries, and old ones found again.