No one knows what became of her.
She was there. Then she was not.
There had been no suspicion that she even wanted to be other than what they thought they saw. How perfect she seemed to be, always doing what was expected.
A day came when all this came to her awareness, along with the questions. Unrelenting questions that stirred deep within her soul.
She grew weary of that old chair with the worn out cushions, for it had come to represent all the things of life that she despised; her position, her role in which she played the game to keep the peace. It was too painful to sit there any longer.
She leaned into that window, that thin, fragile barrier that was keeping her in….leaned oh so carefully until she thought she no longer had the strength. To her surprise, that thin glass gave way, and with it all her fears seemed to simply melt.
For a brief moment she sat on that window sill, taking it all in, breathing that fresh air, feeling the thrill of whatever was to come.
And then she soared.
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Special guest today is Deborah Tisch from the Midwest who blogs at her site Learning As I Go. Thank you for joining us here today, Deborah!