I love new beginnings, and this year has been a treasure. The beginning of May brought in the New Moon, and last week, The Greatest Kid On The Planet and I stood at the end of our driveway and stared at the most amazing waxing crescent. The waxing moon is said to symbolize growth and intention and the “birth” of new things to come. For us here in Georgia, we’re getting ready for more adventures. The Greatest Kid’s last day of school is only two weeks away, and then we’ll hit the road and head back to the sand and the surf. Then, shortly after, we’ll be back on the football field, and it doesn’t get any better than that.
For the last few weeks, I’ve been contemplating new beginnings and the places they take us, and particularly in the context of several recent conversations I’ve had. Since I began writing this blog, I’ve had the privilege of connecting with so many people, and I’m grateful for everyone who has written and shared their stories with me.
At the beginning of March, I published a post about settling for less than the selfless love we all deserve, and I wrote that our lives can change drastically when we choose to step out of fear and into faith. Shortly after, in an email exchange with Benjamin R. from Louisville, KY, Benjamin said to me, “I had faith, now I just have fear. I’ve been through it too many times. It’s not worth going through again.”
Benjamin’s words weighed heavily on my heart, and they echoed the sentiments I hear so often from so many. It seems so many of us are heartbroken, and we’ve lost the desire and the willingness to trust and feel love again.