april, strengthen my roots and prepare me to bloom without apologizing for how much space my flowers take up. teach me to grow in the direction of my own light, and leave behind every version of me that was only watered by fear of being too much. be the grace i owe myself.
yes, itโs your time to bloom. donโt worry about who misunderstood your seasons and who stopped watering you before your roots grew strong; your growth was never meant to make sense to those who only admired you when you were easy to hold.