I want to be all the things.
If I am given a space to simply breathe and be completely honest then that’s the truth I choose to share: I want to be all the things.
I want to be a friend. I want to be a good friend. I want to be a best friend to every little human I encounter. I want to be a sister. A daughter. A girlfriend. A wife.
I want to be the person who gets called at two in the morning. I want to be the one who shows up at the door with coffee and a heart that is just ready and amped for whatever truth you want to let sit square in the middle of the kitchen table. I want to take people as they are. I want to hold people as they come.
I want to be the mysterious one— the…
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