I am grateful for the heartbreak,
for the cracks that let the light in.
For the moments I thought I’d never make it through—
they became the bridges that carried me here.
Every ending, every ache, every unanswered question
shaped the strength in my spine and the softness in my heart.
I honor the pain,
not because it didn’t hurt—
but because it grew me.
And now, standing here,
I see it was all for something.
A becoming.
A return.
A quiet, beautiful unfolding
into who I was always meant to be.