The Flowering

I had prepared a text for you this week because I knew I would be busy, but the reason I was busy made me so happy that I want to share it with you. I want to share my joy and my enthusiasm and just how elated I am.

Yesterday, I had a surgery.

So, okay, I might still be experiencing the aftermath of the anesthetic, but I think so much joy needs sharing.

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Yesterday I took care of something that had been weighing on me for so many years I can’t even count. I took care of my fibroids. We'll have time to talk about the medical aspect of all of this.

But first, I want to tell you about my emotions.
A part of me believes that fibroids have something supernatural about them. That, weaved into my medical history is my profound and unique emotional story.

It’s a very long story I have had with my fibroids, a story that’s been running for ten years in the background of my life, like a humming that was always there. I don’t remember the first time I heard that word, and I don’t even remember the first…