may this be the year i finally learn to love the parts of myself that no one else loves, no one claps for. may i hold them gently, knowing they are pieces of who i am and without them, i wouldn’t be whole.
this year, i will live. i’ll live slowly, gently, taking my sweet sweet time to enjoy and cherish each and every moment. to not dwell too long in the storm, to look up for more pretty skies and rainbows, to walk in the flowery path and bringing sunny days wherever i go