the edges give perspective.

The thing about edges is that…well, they give you the clearest perspective.

When you’re in the midst of something, anything, a process, a change, a journey…you can’t see the beginning or the end. All you see is the middle mess where things are flowing, working along, working towards whatever the ultimate accomplishment is.

Here’s a fact I hadn’t considered until this morning.

For a long time, I was in the midst. I’d dominated the career thing. I’d worked incredibly hard to make life work in the way I thought it was supposed to. The truth is, though, whilst travelling through the mist of midst, I started to change. You were in there, in that midst, with me. And I realise now that it was my own evolution process that changed everything. You knew what you wanted, and you ran right past anything that deterred you from that. Still, you couldn’t ignore those things. You knew you needed them, craved them, but, they got in the way. Whilst I was determinedly dancing through that mist, I knew there was something much, much bigger than all that I had considered, readying itself for me.

By the time I had the courage to tell you that we had seperate ambitions, and either I’d have to buy into yours, or you’d have to buy into mine, in order for us to continue, my ambitions bore very little resemblance to yours.

And then, because I was ready, the world opened up and gave me the piece of the puzzle that I was searching for, even before I knew I was searching.

I can mark on my map of life where I started to respond to things differently. Where I started to believe in the bigger picture for myself. Where I started to paint that picture myself. It was never an act of rebellion against you, it was essential survival for me.

And now. Now I don’t just survive. I thrive. I look at the trio of happy hearts that is the fuel of my life and I am home.

All I ever wanted was to be home.

I’m home.

I’m so thankful I’m home.