It’s My Life

“Don’t ask yourself what the world needs. Ask yourself what makes you come alive and then go do that. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive.”  -Howard Thurman


She sits at the small round table near the door, because a quick getaway must always be an option. It is the nature of an introvert to seek out the exits, the aisle seats, to not be stuck somewhere, and yet, she did not choose her seat today based on ease of egress. It is the window, rather, that draws her attention and choice of seat. Through the window she can see her car, not that she is worried about theft or vandalism, but the familiar is an anchor of sorts, a reminder that there is someplace else to be, though not yet. Later she will go to the gym-her happy place away from home.

She smirks silently as she considers the sweeping changes in her life, from the cup of coffee she is sipping to this unexpected passion for lifting heavy weights. this is not who she used to be, and such knowledge is awesome, amazing, and just a wee bit terrifying. Who is this woman that she has become? The face is essentially the same, perhaps a little thinner and happier, but she walks through her days amazed that anyone could possibly recognize her. She is different, and it is a wonderful thing. Once, she was lost, floundering like a rudderless ship in the storm, but now she knows where she is going. She knows who she is.


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