Life unfolds. People come, go, and may come back again. For now, I grow, in unexpected ways, starting over again, even if it means I must say goodbye to that old self part of mine who insists in showing up. I must grow and I must love, outside and inside. Forgive but don’t forget; forget and update; update and recalculate, and remember that I must grow up, out, around, and about, so that I give myself one and million other chances. In peace while growing by the minute.
[Text and pic by Lupita Peimbert. 2015]