I remember the exhilarating feeling of the Summer after graduating high school. I was 18, seemingly confident, and full of wonder for the future. I can feel that ghost of a girl as I fondly look back. Her identity would take some hits in the coming years. I remember the trepidation and excitement as IContinue reading “Pieces of me”
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I see you…
I see you finding your way in the world. I see you weaving through thoughts, doubts, experiences to find your voice. I see you bounding through a park with energy, spunk, empathy, and imagination. I see a freedom of owning who you are with no regard for what others think. I see you unaware ofContinue reading “I see you…”
The Art of Coming Alive 