So, I was thinking last night how I can symbolically relate to a butterfly.
I had to go through the cocoon phase in order to fly.
I had to be trapped. I had to wait, and mature, and learn.
I knew all along that I was destined for something bigger.
I lost hope for awhile, waiting for the transformation to happen.
I didn’t feel like myself. I felt lost. I felt withdrawn.
All I needed was for the time to be right.
I finally broke free!
That cocoon needed to happen to get to this point. I had to realize my potential, my worth, my strength.
No regrets, full speed ahead. Showing the world what I got.
That is what life means to me!
I am a better person. Kinder person. Happier person.
I was trapped. Time passing, waiting for that chance to finally spread my wings and fly.
Now is the time.