This morning Facebook told me that 8 years ago I was on a date with a man I was fully in love with. We went to LACMA (a museum in Los Angeles) to see the Rain Room exhibit and then got Thai food afterward. I was a different woman back then.
The version of me eight years ago celebrated vegetarian Kao Soi, and today I want the recipe with the chicken. The woman in that photo above was hiding parts of herself to be loved by the man behind the camera. She was willing to shrink a little to feel her heart swell from his love.
She carried more grief in her body than all the rain in that room—and she hadn’t a clue.
And then a little over a month later our relationship ended. I was blindsided, catapulted into a Dark Night of The Soul, and my life was forever changed.
How did I feel seeing this pop up on my screen this morning?
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