Somewhere in-between breast cancer treatment I met a man in the park.
He seemed fairly familiar but I was not sure why at first.
I was listening to an audio book and feeling so incredibly happy it was like I was floating.
The air was freezing and occasionally a barrage of hail/snow would hit me in the face.
I was definitely not dressed my best – a soft jumpsuit tucked into my socks, with a puffa coat on top. Woolly hat on my head.
He started talking to me before I noticed him really, and I had to unplug the earphones.
We walked and we talked.
That was a month ago, and today I am thinking about what attracted this man’s presence to mine.
It could not have been how I looked. Like I said, I was covered up almost completely from the cold.
It was not my friendly demeanour as he literally started talking before I had even registered him.
I was deep in my healing process.
I moved around the park to move the trauma of diagnosis and surgery out of my body.
I didn’t know this is why I did it, I just knew I had to do it, everyday, rain or shine.
Like the cold air hitting my face, he burst my bubble of numbness.
Did I do the same for him?
I understand that everything that comes into our lives comes in for a reason.
So there was a reason to that meeting.
It marked a turning point and opened me up again.
I started walking with friends again. Talking with friends again.
I realised that despite feeling so broken, I was in fact much further along my healing process.
So much farther along in-fact – that a new version of myself was knitting itself into existence with invisible fast-moving needles.
So this man was attracted to a new me.
The first person in fact to meet me.
Much love Txx