When speaking to friends about what led up to my headaches, I've found myself increasingly using the term "unraveling." Back in December I felt more physically broken but now as the pain has receded and I resume normal activities, I've had time to reflect on 2014. It was a slow process of not taking care of myself that led to this unraveling.
There's no reason to detail why or what I did or didn't do but that it happened. And then one day I started getting headaches. And they just didn't stop. My body was saying "enough."
But here's what I have realized. Unraveling isn't such a bad thing. Because when you unravel a sweater, you still have a ball of yarn. And that yarn can become anything. It is full of potential. It could be another sweater, a vest, a hat and mitten set, a pair of socks, part of a warm afghan. It could be knit tightly, loosely or just right. A ball of yarn can be anything.
And so, that's me. An unraveled Marisa. Ready to be stitched back together. I'm doing swatches. Getting my supplies. Exploring my options. Modifying patterns. Writing my own directions. I'm full of potential.
I just have to remind myself, that this is about the process, not the finished product.
And yes, my ball of yarn is pink. Hot pink.
Be well. Happy stitching.