Cory Pickett
Transformation Your delicate wings flutter to take you from flower to flower. Your movements are erratic and graceful at the same time. Landing lightly upon your perch, displaying a variety of colors over the surface of your paper-thin wings. So much beauty in that small, delicate form. But your beginnings were neither beautiful nor graceful. You started life as nothing more than a chubby worm. Nothing spectacular to look upon. The transformation you make in your small lifetime is extraordinary! Therefore, you are the symbol I model my life after. No matter how bleak or awful a situation may seem; it will transform my life in a way that is more beautiful than I could imagine. I must make it through the transition in the dark cocoon of uncertainty.
“Transformation” is the first piece of work I’ve written about the loss of my daughter. This was not my first experience with grief. However, this grief grew into a beautiful love of medicine and science that fueled me to return to school at the age of 37 to complete my first undergraduate degree.
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