I remember the fear I felt the first time I rode on the back of a motorcycle. l had always been the girl who played it safe. I held on for dear life, knowing I could fall at any minute.
I also remember the feeling of ease when I finally realized that it was ok to trust and let go. I felt the wind in my hair and smelled the salty ocean breeze. I FELT FREE and in that moment I knew, whatever pain or heartache I might encounter in the future did not matter, because everyone deserves a shot at happiness and this was worth it.
One year taught me so much about the the strength and ferocity of love, heartbreak, and the shackles that bind us from the person we are meant to become.
A year taught me so much about how love freely given is never lost. It comes back to us in a multitude of ways: the comfort of a prayer, the warmth of a hug, the smile of a random stranger and even in the most simple and mundane gestures like a brother waking you up for meal times and driving you to places you need to go.
I have learned how to be kinder to myself, to embrace all my flaws and weaknesses, and to also do the same for others.
I have learned that I am capable of unconditional love but that I also deserve to receive the same measure of love that I so freely give to others.
I have learned that people come and go, and that those who are meant to stay will always find a way to do so.
I have learned that healing is a process and protecting my inner space is of utmost importance.
I am loved, I am healing and I am moving on in faith.
Thank you for being a part of my journey.