I look back fondly to the younger versions of me, each one, at every point growth. I look back at her ignorance and innocence, the misplaced glimmer of hope, the good intentions behind some of her actions.
It is because of her I am where I am, as I read her words I see someone who knew she was looking for something, she didn’t know what it was but was certain she would know it if she found it. Empty, yet unsure what the right fuel was or if it existed. None of it made it sense but everyone did it so she just had to keep pushing, the insanity of it all.
I applaud her for laying the foundation on which I build myself, I thank her for asking the questions, not always to the right people, I see now they in their own rights were the right people I needed to learn from.
Smile and laughter rooted in my belly because she dared to plant a seed. I am glad the occasional watering turned into a thing.
Her discovery of the beauty in imperfection sparked the spark that sparked the spark that birthed me. Her attempts at trying to articulate the distrust of ‘things’ and inability to stop once she had an idea in her mind.
Even though consistency wasn’t always a concept for our brave heroine, all her energy spent on ensuring the facade would not slip.
I am glad she never stopped.
Each lesson, each year bringing us closer and closer. I am proud to be a sum of such an awesome person. I fall in love each day with this person who bravely sought to find her truth, it is not easy, it is really really not easy, her perseverance led to light.
I am proud of who I was yesterday. I am in love with who I am today. I am creating who I will be tomorrow. It’s a journey, one that I am glad I took. I acknowledge my awesomeness often and loudly enough for my descendants to hear me. I bask in the awesomeness and sweetness of a flower so rare unique, often purposely misunderstood but always beautiful.
Another filler post. What matters is it’s sincere and I posted as per the previously agreed upon time. I must remember that the words that are the hardest to formulate are the sentences that must be said. I must remember that words are a tool, like all tools, must be handled with care.
PS maybe I should use Grammarly more often.
It is because of her I am where I am, as I read her words I see someone who knew she was looking for something, she didn’t know what it was but was certain she would know it if she found it. Empty, yet unsure what the right fuel was or if it existed. None of it made it sense but everyone did it so she just had to keep pushing, the insanity of it all.
I applaud her for laying the foundation on which I build myself, I thank her for asking the questions, not always to the right people, I see now they in their own rights were the right people I needed to learn from.
Smile and laughter rooted in my belly because she dared to plant a seed. I am glad the occasional watering turned into a thing.
Her discovery of the beauty in imperfection sparked the spark that sparked the spark that birthed me. Her attempts at trying to articulate the distrust of ‘things’ and inability to stop once she had an idea in her mind.
Even though consistency wasn’t always a concept for our brave heroine, all her energy spent on ensuring the facade would not slip.
I am glad she never stopped.
Each lesson, each year bringing us closer and closer. I am proud to be a sum of such an awesome person. I fall in love each day with this person who bravely sought to find her truth, it is not easy, it is really really not easy, her perseverance led to light.
I am proud of who I was yesterday. I am in love with who I am today. I am creating who I will be tomorrow. It’s a journey, one that I am glad I took. I acknowledge my awesomeness often and loudly enough for my descendants to hear me. I bask in the awesomeness and sweetness of a flower so rare unique, often purposely misunderstood but always beautiful.
Another filler post. What matters is it’s sincere and I posted as per the previously agreed upon time. I must remember that the words that are the hardest to formulate are the sentences that must be said. I must remember that words are a tool, like all tools, must be handled with care.
PS maybe I should use Grammarly more often.
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