After speaking with a cancer support group last night, my sister sent me a video of insects and crustaceans molting. I've been working on being ok with the today me, and getting passed losing me 4 years ago. I'm pretty good with metaphors, and I've been trying to think of the one that best suits my definition of "good bye," to the old Ronda. I've often thought of myself as being reincarnated, and some folks have suggested I consider a caterpillar - cocoon - butterfly, but that doesn't work for me. I believe that to some extent all of us go through transformations that change us. And I believe this molting works in this same theme.
We must be willing to get rid of
the life we’ve planned, so as to have
the life that is waiting for us.
The old skin has to be shed
before the new one can come.
If we fix on the old, we get stuck.
When we hang onto any form,
we are in danger of putrefaction.
Hell is life drying up.
-Joseph Campbell
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