Everything I am
and everything I will become
is already within me.
All the tools I’ll need to cultivate internal growth
are hip-holstered, at my disposal.
I find comfort in that
there is nothing new that will become of me
but the fate that was decided
the day I was born.
Like an abandoned backyard set,
I thanked everyone who entered my life
for all they taught me
as I looked at that empty swing
nostalgic and grateful
for the way they’d leave.
“Everyone you meet has a story to tell you,”
forces us to take those coming and going
of shaping us;
that they can’t resist leaving because
that’s what they were meant to do.
The lesson of leaving is not in the longing
clinging to the memory of a back, receding.
The lesson is in dusting off your jeans
and reaching to your hip
to find out what to do next.
Thanks to skycielo for the prompt “empty swing set”! If I use a prompt you’ve left for me, I’ll give you a shoutout!