The Story of My Life

When I was born,

I was met with the bright light of life,

Many new faces shone down on me,

The face of my mother,

My father,

Three beautiful sisters,

And a charming big brother,

Their smiles bright and their arms warm.

When I was young,

I roamed the streets,

The sun warm on my skin,

The grass soft under my feet,

I explored every inch of our little piece of the world.

I came home every day to the joy of family,

Warm food on the table,

With love and comfort seeping through every moment.

I went to sleep every night two to a bed,

My loved ones close by,

Their voices lulling me to a peaceful rest,

And every morning I was awoken to the contentment and serene ignorance of childhood.

When I was a kid,

I woke to a new house,

New walls,

Yet family remained constant.

The rooms overflowed with the voices of those close to me,

A new baby girl had joined us,

A new bright light in the galaxy of the world.

I played games,

I sang,

I wrote,

I drew,

I spoke,

I learned to express myself any way I wanted,

Supported and encouraged by those around me.

Now I’m older,

I'm stuck in a room full of open doors,

Unsure of which one to go through.

My family never left,

We’re all older, wiser,

We’re all growing.

The tapestry of my life now has threads of pain and grief woven among the bright golden threads of joy.

I’ve suffered through the loss of family,

I’ve felt my way through the darkness of depression,

I’ve seen, and crossed the wide exposed plains of anxiety,

But above all that,

Above the struggles,

I’ve found joy and hope in family, and friends,

Ive found the people who care,

where as my hands once clawed and clutched at was never mine

I now use them to cradle the fingers those standing by me,

together,

united,

we all pull each other up off the ground.

My life is nowhere near done,

I have so much room to grow,

To mature and change,

And to gain as much wisdom and knowledge as I can,

The world has so much to offer me,

I just hope I have something to offer it in return.

This is my story.

Together, this is our story.

and our story knows no end.