Sometimes what looks like falling apart is a preparation for a whole new experience. The old ways are sometimes simply out of alignment with the new ones forming, and they need to crumble to make room.
I’ve experienced this a few times, and although falling apart in the chrysalis isn’t fun, what emerges is always more than worth it. There was one period where absolutely everything in my life was utterly leveled; it was like a spiritual tsunami came through, and as I looked about, I saw only shards of my former life everywhere. It was clear there was no way I could piece it back together. I found myself having to let go of the idea that my old life would be resurrected somehow.
After a period of torment where I tried to clench the old, I began to surrender, let go, and simply ask, “What now?” Slowly the dust and smoke started to dissipate, and I could see a gentle, flower-lined path emerging. I wouldn’t change a thing.
Hang on–It is often when things seem to be the darkest that we are at the precipice of our greatest opportunities for real growth, and we find our wings!
Princess Sassy Pants & Co.™ 
Praying for you Diane.I pray that the Lord Help and heal you. Amen 🙏🏻
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What now? I like that. Sending love Diane .
Thank you JLL.
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One year ago, I lost everything when my husband died. The lack of support, yet brutal selfishness on the part of his family during his long illness and passing, when they lay claim to his possessions, tore me apart like nothing else ever has. So I have spent this year, trying to heal from the loss of him, the loss of respect for his family, the pain of moving forward without him, the anger of losing so much and having to begin again and more. I never want to do this ever again.
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Beautiful!
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❤
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