I found myself sitting on a rock under the palm tree feeling the beat of my heart. My reflection shows a quiet smile filled with love and a sense of belonging. I have arrived not to a physical place but to a place that has always been within me.
It’s been a journey filled with times of trying to fit in, not ever measuring up, always being something that I never felt I was.
In the next several articles I will be sharing my times of starting over. I share these messy times in my life with the hope that someone might identify and want to begin the journey home.