She wondered how it ever got this way. How did her life become nothing like she thought it might be? She chose to do the “right” things, or so she thought. She believed in God, she raised her kids in a Bible believing church, she stayed faithful to her husband. She did the things that were supposed to bring happiness, joy, contentment. Peace.
She found herself, empty. Unfulfilled of joy, of emotion, of life. Somehow just muddling through when all along the purpose and meaning just seeped out of her life.
She was lost. Adrift. No longer who she was, or thought she was.
In these moments of loss, of grief and agony. She learned to feel, to cry, to be. Her life transformed from what she did, into who she was. She can’t even pinpoint it, yet she sees it so clearly now.
She lives. For probably the very first time, she lives! She moves from a place within her that no longer conforms to others expectations of her, or those she placed upon herself.
It’s Her God she desires, with all that she is.
She just is.
This post is part of Five Minute Friday’s, a five minute weekly reflection on a word prompt. No edits, no do overs, just write. “No extreme editing; no worrying about perfect grammar, font, or punctuation. Unscripted. Unedited. Real.”