: to make radically different, to become different
: to give a different position, course, or direction to
: to undergo transformation, transition, or substitution
: alteration, transformation
change is a peculiar thing.
it can be good or bad.
happy and sad.
it can be as simple as putting a piece of jewelry on a different hand.
or even as complex as dealing with life’s many situations.
change is new nail polish, an old picture you found hidden away, a haircut, a pair of glasses rather than contacts, some new shoes, a different recipe, flowers blooming in the spring, opening the window on a bright sun-shiney day, or walking into a new chapter in life.
change is a crazy thing.
the past few months have brought about many, many changes for me.
some good, some bad, some happy, some sad, some simple and some complex.
sometimes I think to say I have simply changed is not enough.
its too simple of an answer, but yet a complex one all at the same time.
change is a funny thing.
change can be immediate, like an accident. a bump into a stranger in the store. a car crash.
change can be slow, gradual, and not completely noticeable. something that wasn’t necessarily there before, but now is all crazy and in your face.
change is a difficult thing.
change can be hard, even when it makes you happy and really is ‘for the best’.
change is that thing that most people are afraid of or don’t like.
because it is scary. its new. its different. its not the same.
change is a scary thing.
its learning to walk again.
learning that its ok to be weak.
its ok to be strong.
its ok to be yourself.
iIts ok to not let anyone dull your sparkle.
and most importantly, to not let anyone stifle your hopes & dreams.
change is an everyday thing.
every second we change.
change can be the decision between two things.
that split second when you think one and choose another.
it can change your world. Your life. everything.
forever and always can suddenly become some of the hardest and most horrible words you have ever heard.
change can be simply moving, breathing, living.
change is making through that impossible day.
making it through, realizing that it will be ok. that life can move on. that its really not so bad.
its that light at the end of the tunnel.
sometimes those tunnels feel like an eternity and an instant….all at once.
change is looking in the mirror and realizing that the person looking back at you is the same but different.
not just on the outside but on the inside too.
because even on your weakest days, in your weakest moments, you do indeed get a little bit stronger.
change is making things happen.
making something out of nothing.
realizing what happiness is and what it can be.
knowing that somewhere weakness is our strength.
knowing that your not perfect, but your working on it.
knowing its not the way you plan it, its how you make it happen.
change is feeling everything and nothing all at the same time.
change is knowing everything and nothing is all right and will be all right.
change is seeing everything and nothing flash before your eyes, in an instant and in an eternity at the same time.
change is getting through the days when everything and nothing is wrong all at once.
change is allowing yourself to be weak and vulnerable and allowing those closest to you to help you through the rough times.
To say I’ve changed is true.
mind, body and soul.
i looked at myself in the mirror a few days ago and decided to take a photo of myself and compare it to one i had taken just 6 short months ago. i wasn’t quite sure if i wanted to share this photo because i wasn’t sure how i would react to seeing the two next to each other. i know i’ve changed. i see myself everyday. everyday i look in the mirror and see me looking back. knowing that everyday i change a little more. everyday is a little different. sometimes I would notice little things, some days i would notices bigger things. my face suddenly looking slightly thinner. or my hair falling a little differently around my shoulders. suddenly longer than i remembered. my clothes fitting different, even at times too big or things that didn’t fit well a few short months ago now fit or are too big.
and now, without further a do…
all of these things are change to me.
what is change to you?