I had a sense of aloneness that ached for company, feelings that needed to be expressed, and an unsettled heart yearning for peace.
So I wrote.
I acknowledged. I felt. I shared. I received. I healed.
Today, I have a sense of gratitude that can't be contained, feelings that are shared without hesitation, and a heart that flutters more than I can remember.
I've let go of the pain that I once couldn't shake. I've accepted what and who will be. I've embraced my life for all that it is in this moment. And I've grown excited for the unknown.
I got complete, giving myself permission to move forward with grace and ease.
"You can't start the next chapter if you keep re-reading the last one."