Robert Louis StevensonWe are all travelers in the wilderness of this world, and the best we can find in our travels is an honest friend.
We all have at least one person in our life who is a true friend. The kind who supports and wants the best for you. The kind who tells you the truth, even when it’s hard to hear. The kind who holds your heart gently because they truly know how precious it is. If we all collectively took these friends who come to mind, and we gathered them into one room, we’d find that they all possess a common trait. This particular trait isn’t something of this world; though it’s tangible and palpable. It is uncomplicated, undefinable, and effortless. If you stripped everything away; their smile, their looks, their way with words, their talents and abilities, kindness, strength, voice, and their name; it would still be there.
We never really lose them; because what makes them so incredible isn’t something we can see or touch; it is something that becomes a part of us, eternally intertwined with our own soul as a guiding light throughout our journey.
You spent years telling me that if I shared my words, my voice would be heard and remain authentic, amidst the inauthenticity. You believed that beyond the artificial fabrications of happy and perfect lives, there was also truth and an opportunity to make a difference. You sat with me for years, mechanically executing platforms for my expression as I enthusiastically showed up to the page with curiosity, wonder, joy, and gratitude. You sat with me as we unfolded and uncovered the pain which I wrote down but vowed never to reveal. You begged me to write it under another name until I was ready to stand proudly on my own, as myself. I did and it was well received. I know you are proud and witnessing me now as I show up here, as myself, unafraid, uninhibited, and free.
To a true one; Thank you for pushing me to express my voice in this life and thank you for always believing in me.
I am here to show you that the time you spent with me and the energy you put toward a wish for me to be liberated and willing to speak my truth, was not wasted.
Thank you, Michael.
♥️ Sandy
