She used to not take naps in preschool.
She got her name put on the board for talking in kindergarten.
She didn’t want to miss anything. Slowing down was for the night.
But she didn’t like to talk with strangers.
She was afraid of the unfamiliar, of leaving comfort behind.
She was afraid of how the future would unfold.
She grew. She learned. She changed.
She learned to love meeting new people.
She looked for the adventures in each day.
But fear still lingers. It is never far from her.
She tries to ignore it, to hold on to faith. And trust.
She knows that feeling of “what if…?” because the future is unknown.
She remembers where she has been, how far she has come.
She remembers the piece of the story she has already lived.
She remembers there are struggles, but there is joy and freedom, too.
She looks back to better look ahead and see.
She was who I used to be, yet she is me.