I think that I may have just written another poem. I dedicate this post to all who have seen me through this past year. To those of you who have been part of my village, I say thank you.
A year has passed since what I thought was the worse day happened.
A year has passed and that day was a day of freedom.
A year has passed and there were times when I thought there was no hope left.
A year has passed and I was so very hopeful.
A year has passed and there were days when I thought I would not recover.
A year has passed and recovery was a slow process that certainly happened.
A year has passed and I did not believe that everything would work out.
A year has passed and life certainly worked out better than I could have ever imagined.
A year has passed and at the beginning all I could say was "I just don't know"
A year has passed and I realized that not knowing led to incredible experiences.
A year has passed and life as I knew it had ended.
A year has passed and life as I knew it had ended and that was a really good thing.
A year has passed and I thought I lost everything.
A year has passed and I realized I had everything I needed.
A year has passed and I felt very lost.
A year has passed and I found myself.
A year has passed and I hated myself.
A year has passed and I loved myself, cared for myself and nurtured myself.
A year has passed and I was frustrated, angry and very sad.
A year has passed and I was humbled, grateful, loved and supported.
A year has passed and I am happy.
