I have tripped so many times, I have second guessed a million or more footsteps, but with hope at my side, I just kept moving through the darkness and fog.
So much of this journey had me feeling so alone, even in the company of others.
I can see that I was only ever given the space that was needed to learn from this experience, to gain the best understanding of these changes, and how to accept them.
Was there ever an option of giving up?
Was I ever in danger of truly becoming a ghost?
Did the ember of hope inside ever truly threaten to die out?
With every single step, there was so much fear that existed within this heart of mine. With every apprehensive step I made, there was always this terrible doubt.
Was there ever a chance of walking away from this road completely?
This has been such a long journey, and even though there are still so many moments that feel impossible, I know that if I give things a chance, if I just remember to refocus this ever changing perspective, that I will somehow continue to push through anything in order to reach through to the core of my heart.
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