When Moments Wreck Us
Daughters. Old dogs. Fences. Divorce. Birthdays. Tattoos. Dreams. Falling. Expectations.
There are moments that WRECK us. SMACK us straight in the face. WAKE us up. KNOCK us down.
All the smacking, waking and knocking is shaping us. We hold on tight, not wanting to let go, not wanting to release what’s familiar and embrace what’s ahead, especially when it’s scary, and sometimes when it’s beautiful.
We resist the wrecking.
That’s normal. That’s life. Sometimes we reckon with the wrecking, trying to make sense of it. Sometimes we simply let go. And sometimes, someone lets go for us. Like a wrecking ball knocking down something sturdy, there is space. New space. Space to see things in a new light. Space that honors what was. Space to imagine something new.
These moments have wrecked me. But they’ve also created space in my life …
launching my first daughter into the world …
skunk sprays and old dogs …
failing to convince him the grass isn’t greener …
finally letting go …
baby girl’s 16th birthday …
my middle daughter proclaiming her armor in permanent ink
facing my fears with a new partner …
witnessing my daughter become a mother …
I agree--all of those moments are shaping us. Sometimes we get wrecked, but we find ourselves coming back together eventually.