Sometimes a moment is all we have, and sometimes it’s all we need to bring us back.
I didn’t know it at the time, but the moment in this photo was a turning point. I felt strong and beautiful and free, and that was all that mattered. What came after was really hard.
For the next few years I struggled with a series of events, creating an internal turmoil that made me question much of what I thought I knew about myself. I gradually felt weak and ugly and trapped, and I felt lost.
But I remembered who I once was. I remembered how I felt in the moment of this photo and in millions of other moments in my life, strong and beautiful and free, and I knew I could get that back.
I did get it back. And if you are lost, know that you can get it back, too.
In response to the weekly photo challenge: Atop