Truth. Some things are more beautiful when you look back on them. Like my childhood. Peppered with silly dares, flower necklaces, and cookies cooling on the countertop…it was quite magical, I'll admit. But along the way, some decisions of mine forced me to grow up. People did, too. Everyone I ever met has taught me something. Something important, every one. Something different.
This is to them. This is to my first kiss, full of naiveté and innocence. This is to my best friend, making all my worst days better. This is to my brother, laughing with me and being faithful to my side when I needed it. This is to those who have ever encouraged me, told me I'm worth it, told me I know what I'm doing….even if I don't believe it at the time.
This is to all of them.
More recently, this is to my friend who knows who she is. WHO TALKS TO ME. Who cares. This is to my two best friends, one hours away and one that I see quite often. I would not be where I am without you two- and you'd do well to remember that. This is to my BBF, too. I can't forget her and all the years we've spent together, chilling and having the times of our lives. This is to all those who pushed me to be daring. Thank you, thank you, thank you. Thank you for seeing who I am inside regardless of when I was born, how I look or how I talk.
This is to myself, too. For being that girl who wasn't afraid to ask, who always did her best, who never stopped improving herself and learning all that she can.
This is to everyone I've ever met for teaching me how to get over it, to move on, to forgive, to forget, to learn, to love, to care, to talk when I need it.
I've learned a lot.
Thank you for that.