Ready.

It's been almost a year.

A year filled with too much loss, but a year I envision to be replaced with hope.

The sadness replaced with smiles.

The tradegy replaced with triumph, and the tears replaced with a new trajectory.

I have taken a break from life.

But I never let it slide away.

I just got into my cocoon.

While I patiently waited to become a butterfly.

I think I am there.

Or atleast I hope so.

I guess the world will be my judge.

Lord knows I have survived worse.

I think I am ready to show my wings.

World, you have put me down, but you also built me back up.

Alone.

I think I am ready to fly again.

Wish me luck.

Xoxo,

C.