“Four days will quickly steep themselves in nights;
Four nights will quickly dream away the time.” William Shakespeare
I’ve spent the last few years going through a metamorphous of sorts. As my life is ebbing towards its end, I’ve had to take a close look at my career, my home and most of all my relationships. Work can consume us to the point of not even realizing we’re being consumed. I’ve been blessed to have been given an occupation that I’ve loved from the beginning.
When my children started their high school years in a fledgling Christian school, there was no drama program. There was no football team either. There basically were too few kids and not enough money to provide for teachers or coaches to do this. Having a limited background in theater, I offered to set up a program and do a play each year with the students.
That venture turned into thirteen years of volunteering, which allowed me to learn right alongside the kids. It also encouraged me to go back to college and take more theater courses. Because of that volunteer work, which I loved, a career was also being formed. From there I continued to teach drama for many years.
I’ve also learned that all good things must come to an end, or at least be pared down to a manageable size. De-cluttering and downsizing things accumulated became the words of the day. Tossing out memories, clothing, nick nacks and other things that were taking up space allowed me to realize how little value those “things” had. Now, as we sort through the boxes, I’m discovering more things that should’ve been tossed or donated.
Letting go of things, places, jobs and time is difficult. Aging is tough. It’s not for the fait of heart. Raging through time for me has turned into endless sleep. I’m tired. I’m really, really tired. It’s difficult to go from full blast to slow burn, but I’m trying.
Through this metamorphous, I know that God is reshaping me. He’s giving me more time with my husband. We are actually having conversations again. We’re laughing together and working together. During the time of building a cocoon, we often build a protective wall around ourselves. Now it’s time to cast off that wrapping and begin to realize our true potential.
Aging doesn’t have to be the end of life. It can be a beautiful transformation of life if we let it.