Why we do this
So many ask why we do this to ourselves. It reminded me of a poem I
read the other day.
To see what we have never seen
to be what we have never been
to shed the chrysalis and fly,
depart the earth, kiss the sky,
to be reborn, be someone new:
Is this a dream or is it true?
Can our future be cleanly shorn
from a life to which we’re born?
Is each of us a creature free-
or trapped at birth by destiny?
Pity those who believe the latter.
Without freedom, nothing matters.
It takes great courage to completely change our life and reinvent
ourselves. A pat on the back to all of us. We are free.
((((hugs)))))
Sandy (trying onedayatatime to be free)
Lap RNY 2-26-02 -125 pounds of chrysalis