Who am I?

You may think of me as a child.

You may think of me as the one who got away.

You may think of me as the one you’re forever grateful to be away from.

I am a daughter, niece, sister, mother, aunt, granddaughter, cousin, and friend. I’m not sorry if I don’t fit in with what you think I should be to you.

People, including myself, have a way with holding onto the past. Can we be blamed? We’ve been taught to believe who people are when they show you. No one ever tells you what to do if they change.

I can’t change the past; But I can surely learn from it…

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