Growth doesn't always mean becoming larger . . .

I've spent the last hour or so in my closet going through my clothes.  Most of them are too big. This is a good thing.  It is very empowering.  It is also a little frightening.  I realize I'm going through some BIG changes.  Physically, yes.  But also emotionally and mentally.  I feel like I'm awakening from some sort of fog.  I've felt that for a while.  I'm becoming stronger.  I'm becoming more confident.  I'm seeing glimpses of the person I never thought I would see again.  Older.  Maybe wiser.  At least not quite as naive.  It is very empowering.  This awakening.  It is awesome, actually.  I'm feeling again.  Granted, I cry at almost everything.  Happy tears and sometimes sad tears.  That's OK too.  To be fully alive, one has to feel.  That means sometimes it hurts.  Much of the time it does not.  It is great.  I'm still working all this out.  Does anyone ever figure it all out?  But, it's a start.  A good start.    Why is it frightening?  Change usually is for me.  I like the comfort of knowing everything around me and how things will play out.  Change messes all that up.  It's Ok though.  Today I got this.  Tomorrow is still yet to be determined.  But, today I got this.