Always asking for trouble. Reckless to live. I revel in possibility. I seek strength and courage. Relentless toward the things I decide important. Knock me down. Just try. I’ll stand up taller than before. Pursuing what speaks to the soul. I want to feel the very vigor of life in my lungs and taste it’s wild beckoning on my tongue. I’m grateful for every struggling moment that offered a lesson, for every hurt that turned into strength. Always after balance. Wanting to be tough but gentle, strong but soft. Forever a work in progress. Waiting to see what life holds, but working while I wait. Trusting the struggle. Letting the unknowing inspire and not scare me. Here’s to working my ass off. Here’s to whatever the future holds. Here’s to life in all its wonder. Here’s to finding strength in vulnerability. Here’s to finding inner peace in all the havoc. Here’s to life - bring it on.
Sometimes my past self has words my present self needs to hear and remember.