Strength

As my life unfolds I am realizing the concept of strength does have an important role throughout. I admit that it is something I have misunderstood by not considering it fully.

The form of strength I was most concerned with during the time of uncertainty in my life (in relation to my experience with Poland Syndrome) was the physical sense of building muscle.  Due to my limitations I was worried I would be excluded from the potential of becoming strong.  What I now realize, that I was incapable of rationalizing at the time because I was a child, is the process of how muscle is actually built and how that relates to my mental/ emotional/ spiritual growth.  Being torn by the excessive force applied to it is what enables the body to repair it, making it stronger than before.

This process is consistent for all types of strength.  Destruction is a prerequisite to reconstruction.  Even the idea of improvement assumes the current state requires renovation.

Now, I am stronger than I have ever been.  I trust it is because of what went though, not despite it.

It was not an overnight perspective shift, and I actually do not recall a certain time or event that initiated the difference between thought patterns.  Somewhere along the way, due to the experiences of life, I began to gradually understand and accept myself more.  This resulted in the story that I told myself being rewritten.  The linguistic change was subtle but the results from it made a major impact- liberating me from the prison of my circumstances.

I was recently reacquainted with the idea that we are all given crosses to bear but we are also given the strength required to do so.

No longer interested in hiding my mess, I am inspired to make it my message.