What was I waiting for?
Merriam-Webster's Online Dictionary defines the word "Epiphany" as:
(1): a usually sudden manifestation or perception of the essential nature or meaning of something (2): an intuitive grasp of reality through something (as an event) usually simple and striking (3): an illuminating discovery, realization, or disclosure b: a revealing scene or moment
This has always been an important word to me. I have always thought the concept of a sort of spontaneous understanding of something was a great idea, but I thought that it only happened to the very enlightened. Maybe the people who have epiphanies really have an extra perception, at least for that moment of their epiphany.
I have always felt that I was waiting for my epiphany. That in a moment of clarity, I would have the understanding that I desparately wanted. I never knew if, like the definition states, I would find the essential meaning of something through an event that was simple and striking, or if it would just come to me.
I'm sure you saw this coming, but this weekend I had my illuminating realization. Unfortunately, mine did not come as a result of an event that was simple and striking. Rather, it came through a very difficult time in my life, through an event that is incredibly hard for me; an event certainly is not simple, though it is striking. Staring this epiphany in the face probes at my emotions, but there is no fear. Only elation. The future is an empty sky, within which my hopes will surely find room.
What, you may ask, was this realization? Well, I don't want to go into too much detail, but it should suffice to say that it involves happiness. Frankly, I'm finally tired of the sunsets. It's time to start making the sun rise.
Every day is a new day.