Edit out the bad stuff. Highlight the good stuff. Move forward fast enough that I leave behind my house but not my home. Walk away by myself but not alone. All grown up and ready to roam. Will I reach my destination. A beach vacation. Sand between my toes. A new piercing in my nose. I find my place, knowing it's not a race but a marathon. Pace. Find where you belong. Not hard but strong. Edit it.
Love, light, and laughter!
Jocelyn Modo
