I have arrived. It's been a long road. And winding. And surely the one less traveled. I've sprinted and crawled. I've been pushed and pulled. But I? Am a better person for it.
I have arrived. At a point in my life where the bullshit doesn't matter. I don't care what you think or what you say. Not even who you are. It doesn't matter to me. And I'm okay with that.
I have arrived. At a place where the vision in my rear view mirror is 20-20. I can see where I've been. I like where I'm at. But I'm going to keep moving anyway.
I have arrived. It's a place of comfort and a place of confidence. And it's perfect and unsettled all the same. It's plain, it's simple. It's tattered and worn. It's just fine for me.
I have arrived. I've come to know that life? Is not a competition. It's not a game. So please quit playing. I'm not trying to win. I don't want to win. I'm just surviving.
I have arrived. I can lay my head down at night and sleep. I can rest knowing that the path to this place was an honest one. The day has been long. But it has been worth it. I've given my best and that's all I have to give. And it's enough.
I have arrived. And I've learned that I didn't need your approval to get here. And I damn sure? Won't depend on you to stay. I will keep traveling. With or without you.
I have arrived. But I will keep growing. And going. And I'm taking with me the one's who hold me up, not push me down. The one's who support me, not suppress me. The one's who'll help bare the weight, not burden the load. I will not carry your baggage, too. My hands? Are full.
I have arrived. Kicking and screaming. But without excuses. Not this time. My heart is full and my conscience is clear.
I have arrived and I'm satisfied. I'm full. But I am not finished.
I have arrived. I may be late, but I'm here on my terms. And that? Is better than never arriving at all.
~SAHM I Am