A butterfly is at first only a caterpillar. It is through metamorphosis — the transformation inside her silky cocoon — that the caterpillar gets its wings.
The meaning of my given name is “Butterfly” or “Free Spirit.” Though I’ve always liked my first name, there is something I didn’t realize until now.
As I have moved through life, enormous obstacles have fallen into my path. They have challenged me. They have changed me. They have left me desirous of the kind of life I could not have.
So, I stumbled into a silky cocoon. Then I rediscovered a part of myself I lost so many years ago.
A sort of “metamorphosis.”
Upon learning how I have grown since 2011, my heart opened up so much that a river of emotions started pouring out. Through tears, confessions, laughter, and a warm embrace, I stumbled onto another piece of the puzzle. Grief turned my life up-side down, and I haven’t felt like myself in years. In 2017, I feel like myself again!
This persona is brighter and bolder. Even for me, the sheer depth of emotion is blinding at times. But I’m going to embrace it, display it proudly and make it my own. It starts now.
I hope my metamorphosis will lead me into bold new territory
— and give this fledgling butterfly her wings!