"The time will come
when, with elation
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror..."
Maybe it was somewhere in my early sixties. Maybe it was after I started writing, took challenging journeys on my own, and began to delve into Judaism. Even before that I wrote, went to Europe on my own when I was twenty and again five years later, but now my parents were gone, I was finished with day to day parenting, career striving, and all the milestones of growing up. Maybe it was then I began to grow in rather than up. Maybe it was then I joined up with myself and realized loneliness was no longer a constant companion.
Baruch ata adonai my courageous little self, split off from me so long ago, waited for me to understand I yearned to hold her hand. I am so very grateful. Amen