This Girl

“I am torn open, unabridged, hot and a bit crazy inside. This is the feeling which belongs to me, she has always been mine.” 
Coco J. Ginger


Sometimes the world opens up and offers you the people and the things that you need, even if you just don't know it yet. They may come into our lives briefly and then re-enter later when we least expect it. It is as if the universe has aligned just for you and, even if just for a moment, we know they are in our life for a reason.
I don't believe in coincidence. I don't believe that things just happen at the right time or right place or with the right person. 
I believe that there is meaning in everything that happens to us. I call them life lessons, you may know them as fate or destiny. Whatever your thought, if you are open minded enough to look for life's signs, then I believe you will become exactly who you are meant to be. You will love who you are meant to love and you will find a peace within yourself that no person could ever undermine.

I have had some time away from writing this last month and I have discovered that without the opportunity to write down my life I sometimes pause and wonder if it really even exists. As a writer I tend to mentally write introductory paragraphs about my life whenever anything of interest occurs. If my life were a movie it would be the narrative that played in the background while the main character walked through the scene. I've done this my entire life. I suppose that in some strange way it is my way of viewing my life from an unbiased perspective. 
It sounds something like this...'She can hear the text message alert calling her from another room, but she walks away from it...there is no point in looking to see who it's from, because he is gone...her son is gone. He cannot text her anymore...'
Or when I walk my dogs the narrative will start...'She walks alone but for her 4 legged companions. On a beautiful spring night she walks alone, because to walk with anyone else would be wrong...they would expect joy in this walk and there is none. Like food fuels your body, her dogs fuel her existence...'
Tonight my introductory paragraph would be something like this, 'She isn't who everyone thinks she is. She is falling in love. She is finding happiness where it shouldn't be found and not one bit of her can walk away from it. No, not one bit of her wants to walk away from it. This girl, who has lost so much in her life, is beginning to feel something again. This girl misses her son so much today that her breaths are hollow and her eyes are empty, but she is feeling it...really feeling it...she has to. Without feeling the pain, she couldn't feel the love that has entered her life. And for this girl, that is a love worth feeling pain over...because this love makes her warm again. This love makes her smile again...