Often change and growth happen in small increments. Slowly. So slowly that we sometimes cannot imagine how we got from one place to another. How we veered off course or how we moved forward. We just know that we are some place different, some place new. We are different.
But once in awhile, change is more dramatic and quick, like the flipping of a light switch. Something happens—a passage read in a book or article that helps us decipher some code within our own psyche, a diagnosis or a medical report that clarifies some health concern, a new job that solves a financial problem, a prayer that is finally answered, a good friend who tells you what you need to hear. The event may be small or large, but either way, the effect is significant and lasting.
And there is time to weep for all that is lost and pull yourself up for all that is still to come. There is joy in every little thing. And there is time to play once again.