This week made me realise something I hadn't really considered before.
We, as humans, seem to accept the strangest changes the easiest.
Think of all your baby teeth. Well those, they no longer belong to you.
They now belong to the elusive tooth fairy.
You so willingly allowed them to leap from your mouth to underneath your pillow.
No further explanation was needed for it to all make sense. You accepted it for what it was; becoming, growing.
The strangest of change that we all so wholeheartedly latched on to.
I need to remember this.
I need to remember this when the change I am faced with doesn't seem clear. When even simple day-to-day transforms prompt me to question the idea.
Why must the sun set?
It must set because it needs rest, just as I do.
It must set so the moon can glow, just as I shall.
The sun must set so the tooth fairy may begin her shift.