I see your tedious chores and negotiations. I hear your old stories of paths that led the wrong way.
And now, new-found wisdom.
I see you loosening the grip on envy, what you lost, the misunderstandings, the way things should have been.
I see you choosing, building, stepping forward to claim your path.
I see the tension loosening in your shoulders. I see your load slowly getting a little lighter. I see you stepping forward onto more solid ground.
And you do it with such grace. Such beauty.
You are not alone.