returning

my love, i’m so proud of you.

mere months from now, you will have shaken loose decades of stuckness
and expanded into yet unknown capacity to feel.

you will fill that capacity, quickly,
amazed that it will continue to grow.

it will often feel like you are being torn apart;
the sensation of those lost parts of your self, returning home.

you’ll wonder if you’ll ever stop grieving.
meaning-making;
let your tears be a time-traveling portal.

you will search for words that are worthy of articulating this experience.
there aren’t any.

you will know with absolute certainty that you are not alone. and you will discover a new loneliness, the depths of which you’ve never experienced before.

i am in awe of you.

i can’t tell you what happens next. i’ll let you know when we get there.

right now, i know we’re exactly where we’re intended to be.