Finding myself

I read something this morning on my social media feed about how finding yourself isn't actually about discovering someone new, it's about remember who you were before the world changed you.  That really resonated with me.

This last year (and continuing) has been an exploration into what feels most authentic to me.  It's been about understanding and shedding the influence of my ex-husband and probably all the societal expectations that came with stepping into adulthood as a newly married woman.

And what I'm finding is a version of the little girl I enjoyed as a child who has grown up, learned from her mistakes, found a bit more confidence, reclaimed her energy, and is pushing back against external expectations that don't serve her.  And it really has been and continues to be a beautiful process to reconnect with her and step into the adult version of her that I want to be.

I'm planning a date for myself next Tuesday, the anniversary of my divorce.  It will be a celebration of work I have done to remember who I am and rebuild that relationship with myself.  This morning as I dressed for work, I brushed my fingers over the texture of the dress, I think I've decided I will wear.