Becoming yourself is a beautiful, crazy, messy journey filled with tears, heartaches and laughter.
It took me while to realize that through the ups and downs, God was slowly shaping the woman I am today. Even the woman I will become.
We never stop growing, evolving…everyday we are chipped and molded into who we were born to be.
I’ve learned to stop searching for the missing pieces. I’ve stopped searching for them in the accolades, people, image. I need the peace that fills me and muffles out the loudness of the day.
I find in solitude in the darkness of my room, when my eyes are filled with tears and I give my heartache to the one who understands me best.
I’m content with not knowing it all. I’m content with the fact that this life is a journey. I’m becoming myself…