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June 2009 
27 Today
Posted on Jun 9th, 2008
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DivineSpark
DivineSpark
In three minutes and counting, it will officially be my birthday. I just got done reading an eCard from my sis that had two little sisters swinging on swings giggling away within their own little world. The joy, the simplicity, the contentment--I was balling in no time. The first line that she wrote was, "Hi Lissy! It's true, the times we spent together growing up were truly special (when we weren't fighting, that is!)"
She and I have had a rough rode together that has recently been illuminated, given my recent choice to stop communication with my father. Growing up with a father struggling with mental illness often had us pinned against each other, trying to survive and craving something that we couldn't have. He projected his own childhood wounds onto us, and we found ourselves unconsciously resenting each other, unaware of the roles he had us playing. We are now trying to write a new chapter that is filled with greater understanding and acceptance. We are dusting off our sisterhood, cleaning off the swings, and ready to fly beside one another as we rediscover the children we once were.
This is the first birthday that I will probably not receive a card or a phone call from my father. My daddy. Father's Day commercials splattered on the sidewalks, on buses, on the sun--These little reminders poking at my pain and pointing to a need to acknowledge myself for the deep healing I have begun. This growth is bittersweet--a time of grief and adventure. I'm discovering the ways in which I grow without a weed about my neck. I'm beginning to realize and delight in the big plans that God has for my life. As I release my earth father, I'm embracing a much larger entity that fills me with more love each day. I am no longer a stunted flower but rather, a woman in full bloom, and better yet, the child who I never got to be.
26 was the best year of my life so far--A year of claiming my power, turning on the light and cleaning out the cobwebs, of joyful single-hood, of blossoming. I have felt more joy than I ever thought imaginable, and I am facing and feeling my pain in a way that I didn't know needed to happen at this point in my life. That is the blessing I've received for discovering my soul-path. I've discovered Truth, grungy, glorious Truth. And it hurts. And it feels good. It feels damn good.
I am ready for another year of richness beyond my imagination. If my calculations are correct, 27 is gonna blow the pants off of 26, and I say, bring it on.
I'm nothing but grateful for every minute of it.
Copyright Melissa Simonson 2008
She and I have had a rough rode together that has recently been illuminated, given my recent choice to stop communication with my father. Growing up with a father struggling with mental illness often had us pinned against each other, trying to survive and craving something that we couldn't have. He projected his own childhood wounds onto us, and we found ourselves unconsciously resenting each other, unaware of the roles he had us playing. We are now trying to write a new chapter that is filled with greater understanding and acceptance. We are dusting off our sisterhood, cleaning off the swings, and ready to fly beside one another as we rediscover the children we once were.
This is the first birthday that I will probably not receive a card or a phone call from my father. My daddy. Father's Day commercials splattered on the sidewalks, on buses, on the sun--These little reminders poking at my pain and pointing to a need to acknowledge myself for the deep healing I have begun. This growth is bittersweet--a time of grief and adventure. I'm discovering the ways in which I grow without a weed about my neck. I'm beginning to realize and delight in the big plans that God has for my life. As I release my earth father, I'm embracing a much larger entity that fills me with more love each day. I am no longer a stunted flower but rather, a woman in full bloom, and better yet, the child who I never got to be.
26 was the best year of my life so far--A year of claiming my power, turning on the light and cleaning out the cobwebs, of joyful single-hood, of blossoming. I have felt more joy than I ever thought imaginable, and I am facing and feeling my pain in a way that I didn't know needed to happen at this point in my life. That is the blessing I've received for discovering my soul-path. I've discovered Truth, grungy, glorious Truth. And it hurts. And it feels good. It feels damn good.
I am ready for another year of richness beyond my imagination. If my calculations are correct, 27 is gonna blow the pants off of 26, and I say, bring it on.
I'm nothing but grateful for every minute of it.
Copyright Melissa Simonson 2008
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Sounds like you were given a very Great gift in celebration of your new day on this world. Very glad you had a wonderful night, and I look forward to hearing about the wonderful days of your 27th year in the blogs to come. :)