Changing Seasons

I am the weight I’ve carried. The burdens I’ve held for too long, and the sadness that at one point felt like it would never end. I am anger transformed. I am the eye of the storm and the peace found within when the world came crashing in. I am the way life unfolds. I am the seasons of change, the way that even the coldest of winters turns into the promise of a new day. Allowing myself to move through each season builds the muscle of certainty. Knowing that the there’s a natural cycle to things, and it’s only in the embracing of each, that I get to experience what it feels like to be fully alive. I get to b