I didn’t really know I was asleep. When you are in the midst of darkness and fog, you get used it. You adjust. It feels normal. At least normal for you.
Over the last few months my eyes have been opening. I see the years differently now. I was sleepwalking.
That isn’t to say those years were all bad. Not at all. But they had a shadow. A shadow that I am finally able to shake and walk in the sun with the light on my face.
I see myself in the light again. I feel like me.
I missed me.
I imagine others missed me too.
I know my family did. They tell me they are glad to have me back. My friends as well.
Those who walked with me while I slept see the difference. They know the light has returned and I am awake.
I am thankful to all those who have loved me through the dark and are still here in the light. I can’t express how much you mean to me.
I hope the light remains bright. I expect it will dim now and then and I might even doze off but I won’t sleep again.
I am awake.