When my ex left me, I was told by our pastor that we were going through a rebirthing. I had actually given birth to seven children at this point. Childbirth is messy and painful, but there is a space to regroup between contractions. There was beauty in the pain of childbirth, but it is nothing like what a broken family and total desertion felt like.
I was drawn to butterflies. They go through a transformation and they really don’t pop out of a chrysalis. They make an opening and leave it mainly whole. I refuse that part. I will crush and destroy the beast that created me as I emerge bigger and bolder than what held and transformed me.
I am drawn to butterflies. I love seeing them on clothes, created as jewelry, on flowers in nature. In the early days of the separation I got a butterfly tattoo.
I’m crushing my chrysalis with every single blog post.