I found love in the midst of finding myself.
I found happiness in the midst of gaining mental wealth. The kind of wealth that last through generations, the kind that doesn’t fold nor is imitation.
The kind that I’ll be able to pass onto my kids without limitations.
I found stableness in the midst of moving around, I realized that what holds me up isn’t the ground, but the sureness in myself that I have found.
It’s the thoughts that run through my head, it’s also the words by others that are left unsaid.
I found that what I think of myself is what’s the most important and the genuine connections I’ve made without forcing it. It’s the loved ones that I keep around, the ones that see no other choice but to hold me down.
In the midst of finding myself, I found love. The love that I always needed, love that was so strong that it was there for me all along.
I just had to find myself so that I could see, that LOVE had always been apart of my destiny.