Becoming Whole

          Being embraced, feeling my tears fall, lessening my grip, still being held tightly, the tears of my professor hitting the back of my neck. I stayed late tonight, for the purpose of speaking to someone that has opened windows into my soul. Learning deep concepts of my own flaws and insecurities, I have become more whole. Living a life where I find myself paralyzed in moments of attempting to gather, “is this really my life?”

          My days are encircled by these moments of learning, confronted with opportunities that few individuals will ever receive. I find myself humbled greatly by what I’ve been given; those who have helped me arrive here, and the continued propelling love from individuals who walk with me.

          Reaching a pinnacle, the ability to give up shame, and become vulnerable, to move from a place of certainty, to uncertainty. I share my ever-growing story more boldly. Declaring loudly, I am not illegible, I am not invisible, I have something to offer the world.

I am healing.

We are healing.
The world is healing.