Years have passed by, and I am in a haze, wondering what series of events led me here? I’ve lost myself in the search.. not knowing what I’m searching for.

Fulfillment, I suppose.

Are they happy? At peace? Do they find fulfillment in their life?

I know she does. I’m so proud of her. She rose from the depths of depression and now lives her life the way she wants to live. Pursuing creative passions. Simple needs and wants. Letting life flow through her, and enjoying the ride.

I aspire to be like my siblings and it is not too late to start. I may be lost but that’s not necessarily a bad thing.

“It’s the friends you make along the way”

I will get to enjoy this walk at least.