While visiting my parents, I noticed a large bug on the side of a tree in their front yard. I’m a nature lover so creepy crawly things don’t usually freak me out. Although the bug appeared motionless, I cautiously made my approach hoping to get a closer look. Upon closer examination, I discovered that it wasn’t a bug at all. It was the empty shell of a locust. The insect had simply walked out of its skin.
As I stood there, staring at the skin of the cicada, I thought, this is me! I have taken on a new form. I have been forever changed and sometimes, changing, well, it’s just not pretty. My old self has fallen away. I’m not myself any more.
When you have lost someone you love, you feel like you have walked out of your skin and take on a new life form. At times, you feel like an alien. Others just don’t understand that your world has changed. You didn’t ask for the change, but nevertheless, it happened.
We all have our own set of issues. Grief is a huge obstacle that has the power to hold you down and keep us bound within its shell. It’s up to us to shed that skin and become new.
Helen Keller has always inspired me. She once said, “Life is either a daring adventure or nothing. To keep our faces toward change and behave like free spirits in the presence of fate is strength undefeatable.” We can’t let grief defeat us. We have to make that choice to push forward, crawl out of our depression and fly toward a brighter future.