Changes

I cannot change who I am, because I am made of emotion.

I feel deeply, question incessantly, and think beyond the obvious.

I am slowly learning that my heart, so restless, often runs ahead of my mind.

And that my mind, not always as precise as I would like, falters.

It doesn’t have all the answers and sometimes doesn’t even know what is right.

I am learning to make peace with my mistakes, to embrace them as part of me.

I am trying to understand that some people were not meant to stay, and that letting go is also a form of love.

And you know what?

I am okay with that.

I am okay with not having all the answers, with not being perfect.

I am okay with being who I am, even if it means falling... once, twice, as many times as necessary.

Because each fall teaches me to rise.

And, in the end, being myself is all I need to be.