Sometimes I feel behind — like I should be at this milestone already
Or have this much money in my bank account
Or have a giant rock on my finger and a bun in the oven —
Like I should already have my whole entire life figured out.
But then I remember all those years I feel I lost —
The ones spent wishing I was anywhere else
The ones full of fights and screaming and sleepless nights
The ones worrying over a future I feared wouldn’t be possible
When I didn’t have space in my heart or mind for my current desires.
I try and give myself grace and admit I am a little behind.
I try and remind myself I have valid reasons to be where I am.
I try and remind myself that I am right where I am meant to be.



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