ANALOGY

It never occurred to me that I seem broken...

I never thought that someone might come here and read this and think to themselves,

"This chick is broken".

It is somewhat surprising to me that I never considered what I may be putting out there. I definitely have my troubles. And this place was a sort of experiment to see if I could figure myself out.

I have figured some things out. At the beginning I had no idea about who I was or what I wanted.

I have ideas now. I can pinpoint my dreams assuredly now. I can also say that I know myself a bit better. Wherever I lost Caitlyn before, she somehow found me and we are piecing things together again. It is slow going, but slow is better than stillness.

Also, I came up with a wonderful analogy.

Maybe I am broken, but I like to say that I am a work in progress.

The Sistine Chapel ceiling took four years to paint. And I am sure it was excruciating for Michelangelo. But it's one of the most treasured pieces of art in history. I like to think that I will come out at some point a beautiful piece of work, even after the pain. It may take time; probably more time than I would like for it to take,  but if the end result is this magnificent piece of artistry, the time is just a drop in the bucket.