I watch as the Fall season will soon change the leaves on the trees where I live. Soon, the trees will be filled with color from their leaves, vibrant, alive, beautiful. This process reminds me of my life the past few months. I experienced a painful breakup when the trees were just beginning to bloom in the Spring. Then after time, the leaves bloomed and so did I. Good things were happening for me, and the leaves, they stayed a steady vibrant green.
Then so much happened, another relationship ending, turmoil, but the leaves stayed steady green as if to say hang on, it will all be okay, just hang on, things will get better, change will happen.
I have started to notice small flashes of color on a tree outside my home. I have also noticed that things are slowly getting better for me too. I have become stronger and I am still hanging on, just like the leaves on the tree.
Soon the colors of the leaves will be vibrant, alive and beautiful, and so will I, once again. I am getting back to me, the strong woman I always was and will be. I’m almost there, almost.