As progressive women, we never want to believe that anyone or anything can protect us. We believe we can protect ourselves at all costs. Resilience is the only wave with the ability to push us out of our funk. It’s the only needle that can mend our broken hearts without piercing them.
But there are times, when a huge boulder covers us, during an avalanche. It was always there, but we never looked up long enough to notice it. It covers us just enough to still let the sunlight in and let us out after the debris has settled.
We realize how lucky and fortunate we are that it fell so perfectly upon us. It didn’t crush us, but shielded us from feeling too much of pain. From being knocked out with one fell swoop.
I have been going through a tough time these past few weeks and my boulder is the one that I married over six years ago.