Some Days, I Miss the Version of Me That Didn’t Know
Some days, I miss the version of me that didn’t know how quickly life could change. But then I remember… she also didn’t know how strong she could become. Life has a way of breaking your heart and rebuilding it at the same time. The rebuilding is slow. It’s quiet. It happens in ordinary moments—in choosing to get out of bed, finding something to laugh about, and believing tomorrow might hold something beautiful. I’m not who I used to be. And maybe that’s the point.
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