3 weeks later
*Isadora*
The winds of change did not blow in gently.
Sitting in the library, in a reflective mood, I am amazed by the difference a few weeks can make in a life. I shouldn't have been surprised. After all, at twenty-four my life had changed overnight.
I had felt powerless, like a leaf caught up in a whirlwind that has no say in the direction it travels or where it eventually lands.
But now I am in control, and as other lives begin to take different shapes, I begin to carefully consider and mold mine into what I want, discovering I want something very different than what I had originally thought I wanted when Micah had first come into my life.
Although it isn't only him. It is everything happening around me that is causing me to look at things slightly differently. Not
