I wish I could say it all ended there, but you and I both know it was just the beginning.
Perhaps the goal is not to figure out how these stories and versions of myself fit together, but to welcome in the possibility that they are all me and they are all true.
And when did we start thinking we had to earn our love from the universe? Why can’t we see it already loves us back?
A meaning, a lesson. A silver lining.
It was the night that I thought, maybe this could be my forever.