The shallowness of invisalign can hide the depth of a beautiful lesson.
Let me explain.
The day after I came home from a writers conference, I went to my dentist to have Invisalign put on my teeth. 31 different sets, every two weeks. I started my second set four days ago.
And it hurts.
It hurts so bad I can’t chew lettuce. Cookies are out. Luckily, I can still drink coffee in the morning, but I have to remove the retainers to prevent colored drinks from getting between my teeth and the aligners.
I can’t stand taking the Invisalign out to drink and eat. But there is a beautiful lesson in my unintended diet. It’s poetically hidden, like nuance in, well, just about everything.
I have never intentionally sought to hurt (myself or others), but I learned early in life some pains are proof, some are process, and some are portents. Maturity is my key to help clarify things. Back in the day, my ignorance was loud and in living color (insert the music if you know the tune). I’ve still got far to go, but now I find that, even when the blessing is the difficult work, I can almost relax into it.
Almost.
I am being moved, bit by bit and mile by mile. Sometimes it hurts. Sometimes it is a beautiful gift.
Regardless, I am endeavoring to add creamy joy, and keep movin’ in my coffee-colored way. No matter where I am in the journey, I’m going to smile.
Now, sip on that!
