The Woman I am Becoming

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I love the woman I am becoming because I fought so hard to discover her. The feeling of being lost and then found again is something I am familiar with. As I return home to myself it is the little things I notice. How comfortable I am again in silence. Sitting with myself. Such a necessary act on the path to mastering self love, yet how much of my life have I spent running from it? The stillness. For in the space created to nurture a love so deep…