When This is Over

When this is over...

I will not be the same person I was, when this journey began.

I will be less.

I will be more.

I will be contemplative and maybe a little shy, easing into life, on the other side of here.

I will be brave, in ways I haven't learned, yet.


When this is over...

I will have lost much.

I will have lost peace, sanity and time.

I will have lost old skin, habits, ideas.

I will have lost dreams, friends, family, love.

I will have lost my sense of direction, routines and the rules - unspoken, and not - that held up the walls of my world.

I will have lost my sense of place.

I will have lost the person I thought I was.


When this is over....

I will have found peace, space and time.

I will have found comfort in my own skin.

I will have found faith in myself, to hold up my own walls.

I will have found deepened friendships, stronger ties.

I will have found truth in odd places, a softening of frayed edges.

I will have found patience and grace, and the quiet that comes with doing nothing.

I will have found new ways to breathe.