Becoming

Life has no straight path
Some leads us to dead ends
Others to places we never thought we could go
We all got our own stories
Here is mine
This version of me wasn’t created overnight.
I make mistakes
I’m not perfect
I mess up
This is tears upon tears
This is pain
This is failure
This is experience
These are wounds of the times I fell
The wounds of life punches
These are uncountable knock downs
These are several trails and errors
Scars aren’t everyone’s favorite topic But
I wear mine like souvenirs
Mementos of the times that made me.
I had to go through things to get to the level am at right now
This is me celebrating my small wins not my goals
You know goalposts always moves
This is progress.
This is me accepting that some things are out of my control.
This is me accepting that I don’t have it all figured out.
No home comes ready
You build it brick by brick
I have built myself a home
A place where I am unapologetically me
A place where my soul feels it belongs
A place where my authentic self is embraced.
A place where I don’t have to work hard to be me or loved.
This new version wasn’t built overnight
This is hard work
This is surrendering to God
This is patience
This is breaking free from old habits
This is acceptance
This is prayers
This is forgiveness
This is self love
Welcome Home
Dear self.♥️

~kendicharles~