Years ago, I read about a man who was attacked by a shark who barely survived. He continued to swim and dive in his beloved ocean.
Yesterday I heard a good friend who has decided that she was going to really live now that she is free of all encumbrance. She believes she has merely existed before. I see her point, she has been a good daughter until her early twenties. Then she spent a few years in London under the care of her elder brother. Shortly after that she was married. She is one of those who gave her entire heart and soul to her beloved. She spent all her married days pleasing her husband who grew to despise her. The past few years of sorrow and pain brought her one thing she lacked in her previous years: freedom to be herself and to do what really matters to her.
I see her spending her hard earned money buying clothes that her ex-husband would have deemed frivolous. She would drive off on a whim and have an adventure in a town she hardly knows getting thoroughly lost before finding the way home. She would chat with those who are troubled late into the night. She finally is able to keep her hair long. It is strange that her beloved detests long hair.
Once a person has stared death in the face and not flinch, she would have overcome the worse fear. Life would be different after that moment. My friend may not be able to swim, yet figuratively speaking, she will jump into life and "swim" to wherever she pleases without a care, no longer curtailing herself and bound by the wishes of others. Live she will, she will pay the price and face any consequences.
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