Snakeskin

So I've kind of spent the last few days in reflection.
I've been reflecting back on the past year, 2 years, my life.
As a snake grows and develops, as the seasons turn, it gets too big for it's skin and sheds it's entire exoskeleton. As it's shedding it's old self, a new skin replaces it. The new skin is never quite the same; like snowflakes. The snake is still a snake, but kind of like a polished version of itself, or if not, at least an alternate version, that is open to experience new and exciting chapters of it's snake-y life.
I feel like a snake, shedding it's skin. Every couple of years I seem to mold into an entirely new version of myself. It's not like I'm on a set schedule, or experiencing some kind of growth spurt (don't I wish). It's like I learn more about who I am, who I truly am, and I'm able to shape myself and become the person I am destined to be one day. Sometimes the transitions aren't always perfect, sometimes the new skin doesn't fit at all... but it's a learning process. Maybe it's a growth spurt after all. Maybe I'm growing into a child God will be proud of.