change.

i have not written in a long while – i know. but, it is amazing how the simple things can have such very profound effects on one’s perspective, and maybe create a tad bit of anxiety and unrest in the process.

after finishing my amazing summer in detroit, i headed back east for some much needed r&r on reynolds street. as i said to someone recently, reynolds street is to me what the sun is to superman. it recharges my battery. and somehow makes me feel safe and more at home than anywhere else, on par with my own home or my aunt’s. much goes to the owner – and the purposeful design of the location.

i had coffee with my first love. i did not want to do it at all, but somehow my intuition crept in and told me it may be good. and it was fine. at the same time, i sat there thinking “how was I ever attracted to this person? how was i ever on the same road? how did i ever think i could be on that road? i am not that girl – or woman – any more.” all we have in common any more is a common past. that is not meant to denigrate him at all. he is a good person I still believe. just not on the same road at all anymore.

it is a true marvel to realize the change in one’s self. where you are and how far you have come – in addition to how far you have left to go to get where you want to be. i have far to go, much to learn and much to do. i started this journey right before I turned 30. many occurrences took place to shape me. the loss of two very dear uncles and an examination of the lives they lived – inspirational. a re-examination of what i want. letting go of the bad – those relationships or people that tied me to a person i was no longer, or that i knew i no longer wanted to be. the re-emergence of someone spectacular, who, though seemingly lost to me for many years, has provided me with unwavering support and belief. A gift, truly. one i recognize and treasure every day. it is an extraordinary thing, and one i wish more women opened themselves up to without abandon. one i wish we cultured our women to expect, and nothing less.

this has all changed me. for the better i hope and think. it has not only changed who i am, but what i want and what i will look for in those around me. the years have changed me. for the better. always and continually for the better i hope.