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Room To Grow

Some times you have to re-pot a plant so it can grow.

When a plant outgrows its pot, it gets root bound and is cramped in its surroundings. The roots will begin to spill out the bottom or over the top. The plant's growth will be stunted. In some cases the plant will die. When a plant is re-potted, it sometimes goes into shock. But, with some care, it eventually begins to grow again.

You cannot always see what is happening in your life. I did not know I was "root-bound." I felt like I  had more to give. But, where I was, there was no room for me to be the person I wanted to be. Something felt wrong. I felt wrong. I was persistent and kept trying to grow beyond my surroundings. When I got too big, I felt like I was being cut down.

It took a lot of courage and encouragement for me to uproot my life and move to Texas. I had no idea why I was moving here. Using this analogy for a move to Texas is oddly fitting because everything is bigger in Texas, right? Moving to Texas just felt right and staying where I was just felt wrong.
When I moved to Texas, it was a shock. I was questioning myself most days, "why did I do this?!" On those days, something would happen to remind me of my decision.

I have met a lot of people that continue to water my spirit. I still have no idea what I am doing here, but I am finally flourishing again.
If you are feeling stuck, it might be time for a change. Maybe you have outgrown your surroundings. If you make a change, be prepared for the shock. Have a support system in place and keep building it. In no time, you should start to feel freer and begin to flourish again.

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