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All the ways that motherhood necessitates opening is nothing I could have grasped before being IN it. The endless morphing, shedding, changing. The million letting-go’s that accumulate until I wake up and can’t imagine in what lifetime did I ever do those things I did before you were born?
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The letting-go’s of how it used to be are really hard for me. I know I’m not alone in that. I know things will shift and that this is a moment in time. I know that who I am is always unfurling. As with the seasons there is a time for blossoms and a time when the petals fall, and all of it is part of growing.
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The Forever Unfurling Earrings:
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Each pair begins with the same components, then somewhere in the process they unfurl and become exactly what they were meant to be.