…Because you know you are no longer the same.
Sometimes, when you return to your own written book and turn the pages, it surprises you… it quietly reinforces you.
Settles in the heart. It anchors you in what you already know, but need the gentle nudge.
It reminds you of the truths you once wrote with clarity and courage.
The rawness. Unfiltered emotions.
Sacred vulnerability.
Truth without an armour.
In those pages, you meet an older version of yourself that no longer exists, but who understood what you needed to hear. It’s over and done. The moment has moved on.
It has run its course.
After all, even the one who gives reassurance needs light along the way at times, and words, especially your own, can gently hold you, steady you, and help you continue.
A day when looking back feels safe, because you know you are no longer the same.
~with heart,
monika
